The Weaving of Time: Embracing Impermanence and Change

Weaving our tales, like a spider's thread,
We spin our dreams, before they're shed.
For as the ocean ebbs and flows,
So too does life, with all its woes.

The tunnel of time, both slow and fast,
Inevitable, as the seasons go.
The winds of change, they never cease,
Carving new paths, like a wild beast.

And yet, amidst this constant flux,
The present moment, it does conduct.
A space in time, both real and true,
Where we can rest, before we pursue.

The shooting stars, they light our way,
Guiding us through each passing day.
The train whistle, a distant call,
Reminding us, we must stand tall.

For in this fleeting, fragile world,
The journey matters, not the goal.
And so we ride the tides of time,
In search of love, in search of rhyme.

The beauty of impermanence, it shines,
As we embrace life's grand design.
For in this dance of time and space,
We find our purpose, our rightful place.

As we navigate life's winding path,
Our journeys intertwine and overlap.
The people we coexist , the stories we share,
Enrich our lives, beyond compare.

Like the subatomic particles in motion,
Our lives are in constant evolution.
And though we may resist or try to hold on,
The winds of change will always carry on.

The autumn leaves that once were green,
Now blaze with colors, a vivid scene.
A reminder that change is not a foe,
But a natural part of life's ebb and flow.

As the shooting star streaks across the sky,
We make our wishes, and wonder why.
But in the end, it's not the wish that counts,
But the journey towards our desired amount.

The train whistle's call, it fades away,
As we wake up to our daily, new day.
An alarm to let go of what's been,
And embrace what's yet to be seen.

For time is a river, ever-flowing,
A journey that's both wild and knowing.
And as we ride its waves and tides,
We find the beauty in its changing sides.

So let us cherish this fleeting life,
Embrace the joy, and face the strife.
For in the end, it's not about the time we've spent,
But about the legacy we've left, and what it represents.








The poem you have read is an excerpt from one of the main chapters of the book "Homo Sapiens Part XVI" under the popular  "Homo Sapiens" book series written by Mawphniang Napoleon.  To fully experience the poem and the rest of the book, we recommend purchasing a copy from a variety of online bookstores, including Amazon. Don't miss out on the opportunity to read the complete version and explore other books by the same author.
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