Time passes on, with no hope of changing its course of direction.
The universe moves its gears and the world turns once again.
It moves through civilizations, generations, traditions, and families.
It’s a mysterious thing it is, one may find themselves wanting more of it, others find themselves wanting to pause it.
Some wishing to rewind it and some wishing to end it.
It's a part of everything thing just as much as everything is a part of it.
It will pass you by in the blink of an eye if you don’t stop to realize it, then again many have tried and it still results in the same outcome, it slips through your hands like fresh sand from a beach.
It will pass us by as it has passed many before us, but when it comes time for that last grain of sand to slip through your fingers hopefully, just hopefully you can look back on time and see what its done, how its changed the world,
how it changed you.