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                                           The Sands of Time

                                The sands of time move on and on
                                     Without respite, without a lull,
                                         Immutable for one and all,
                                 Whether kings of humble vassals;

                                The sands of time drip on and on
                                    Without any grain of mercy,
                                       Without any ray of pity
                                And wait not for splits of seconds;

                                The sands of time pour on and on
                                     To fill the cup of human life,
                                  To mark their footprints on earth
                                   And to stand as a foil to space;

                                The sands of time soar on and on
                                 Whether during shine of the day
                                 Or during darkness of the night
                               Without a moan, without a groan;

                                The sands of time flow on and on
                                    Like a river that never dries,
                               Like waves that never rest a while,
                           Like earth that doesn`t cease to revolve;

                                 The sands of time fly on and on
                                Unflagging in their tireless flight
                                   Like a divine winged chariot
                                Across immensity of the space;

                                The sands of time roll on and on 
                                     On the wheels of eternity
                                  To mark the scrolls of history
                                    And the rolls of humanity;
                                   
                                How I wish time to fold its wings
                                Suspend its endless flight awhile
                                 That I may eye nature`s beauty
                                  And fulfill my childish longings!
 
                               How I would wish to build a shrine
                            For him who can reverse time`s march
                                 And restore to me childhood days
                                  With the mind I have at present!
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