A flowing river, br So slow, so tender, br Carrying grains of fine sand br Through its flowing veins. br As They helplessly follow the stream, br A clear vision of a blurry path br Could be seen, reflected by br The clear liquid mirror, br Revealing, recalling, reminding, br The precious moments in life that br With the river of time, br Washes away and forgotten. br br br Just stop for a while, br And look around we can see, br How time has changed us, br How the tide has carried us, br Closer and closer to our sightless destination, br Just pause for a while, br And look behind we can see, br Bittersweet memories, Unforgettable moments, br Seem so far away when we reach out, br With only the dreams of past we can grasp. br br br The river and its endless flow, br Steady and calm it goes, br Within it the sands br Are caught in the middle, br With no route to break free, br Till the sands are sent away, br Till life is cast away, br Where the journey of the soul is whole. br br br The pure river of time, br Is often polluted by thoughtless fools, br The divine beating of the river’s heart, br Is blackened by those heartless beings br That fail to realize br The priceless gift that surrounds them, br As they waste the moments in life, br On meaningless ideals, br On hollow accomplishments. br Life goes on with time, br As time goes on, so will life, br So treasure time, As you will treasure life. br br “Through the river of time I find, br timeless is life as time is life, br love time as life, br as life is time.” –Alex M.