Time moves on Secretly Silently Unceasingly With it, it takes Us Our lives Our very existence Funneling down to that crucial point Called Death Time begets memories It erases memories It leaves hints for the future And landmarks to the past It marches on Never looking back Always gazing forward Towards the hazy future We cannot turn it back We cannot retrace its steps It leads us in that everlasting dance Never releasing us To the bondage of stagnation. To all who wish To return to the past I say: Rejoice! For God has given us the gift of time To prevent us from dwelling in the past And to teach us to always Move on To all who wish To skip to the future I say: Rejoice! For God has given us the gift of time To know the joys and pain Of the present That we may prepare for the future’s Joys and pain To all who wish To remain in the present I say: Rejoice! For God has given us the gift of time That we may not wallow in the now Yet keep one eye on lessons of the past And one eye on the hope of the future And press on