Time, the ancient storyteller,
Whispers secrets of days gone by,
In every line upon its face,
Lies the wisdom of the sky.
Each second is a verse unspoken,
Every hour a chapter told,
In the tale of the universe,
Time’s narrative unfolds.
From the birth of dazzling stars,
To the fall of empires grand,
Time weaves stories in its tapestry,
Of kingdoms built on shifting sand.
It marks the rise and fall of suns,
And the turning of the tide,
As the eternal chronicle of life,
In its steady rhythm abides.
Through time’s eyes, we see the echoes,
Of bygone struggles, love, and woe,
As it paints the portrait of mankind,
In the ebb and flow we know.