The Colossal Wheels of Time

The colossal wheels of time, ever-turning gears, Grinding moments into the dust of bygone years. Massive cogs of destiny, relentlessly spin, Weaving tapestries of what has been and what's to begin. These cosmic clockworks, with their ceaseless churn, Roll over empires, leaving lessons to learn. They crush mountains to sand, carve canyons deep, While we, mere specks, our fleeting vigils keep. Thus, we escape the dust bins if time