The ticking tock, a heartbeat so dear,
Echoing through the corridors clear,
Time’s dance in rhythm, steady and prime,
A melody eternal, an unceasing chime.
Moments unravel, like petals unfurl,
Each second a gem, a priceless pearl,
From dawn to dusk, in twilight’s embrace,
The ticking tock bestows its grace.
Eternity captured in each fleeting sound,
Whispers of history, profound and profound,
The heartbeat of life, in every beat,
A symphony of existence, oh so sweet.
A constant companion, never to depart,
Guiding our steps, with a rhythmic art,
Through joy and sorrow, in tranquil and strife,
The ticking tock, the rhythm of life.
A lullaby at midnight, a wake-up call at dawn,
A silent guardian, from night till morn,
In the ebb and flow, it holds the key,
The ticking tock, the essence of what will be.