The Eternal March

In the realm of ever-flowing sands, Where time slips through life’s fragile hands, A march
persists, both bold and grand, A journey through time’s vast, uncharted lands.

With every tick and every tock, The past locks its doors with a final click-lock, Memories etched
in the ageless rock, As present moments join the ancestral flock.

Seasons dance in a ceaseless twirl, Leaves unfurl, then autumn’s curl, Winter whispers in icy
swirl, Spring blooms anew, life’s precious pearl.

Years cascade like a waterfall, Echoing the ancient, universal call, To witness life, to stand tall,
In the face of time, which outlasts us all.

Empires rise and empires fall, Legacies written on history’s wall, Yet time remains impartial to
all, A silent observer through humanity’s sprawl.

We are but stardust on the breeze, Moments captured in time’s freeze, A cosmic ballet with
elegant ease, In the grand theater of galaxies.

So let us cherish every fleeting day, For time is a river that flows away, Embrace the journey,
come what may, In the eternal march, we all partake.

May this poem offer you a moment of reflection on the beauty and transience of life. If you have
any specific themes or topics you’d like to explore in a poem, feel free to let me know!