"Existence unfurls in the delicate balance of time, where each grain of sand speaks the language of both loss and longing."
A shattered hourglass spills its golden glow
Clouds cradle the sands where memories flow
Mist weaves through mountains with dreams left to find
Time's gentle embrace is entwined with the mind
Jagged peaks whisper their tales to the day
Light dances with shadow in transient play
In this realm of the fleeting where moments reside
Fragility blooms as the heart opens wide.
