Lekhny Story -16-Apr-2024

In the river of life, time flows unseen, A priceless treasure, yet often unforeseen. Moments fleeting, like grains of sand, Slipping through fingers, beyond command.

With each passing tick of the clock, Opportunities arise, then swiftly dock. Yesterday's dreams, today's reality, Time's silent march, our mortality.

In the tapestry of existence, it weaves, Memories cherished, moments it leaves. Time, the measure of life's dance, Guiding each step, in its cosmic trance.

So cherish each second, each fleeting hour, For time's gentle touch holds vast power. In its embrace, we find our story's rhyme, For life's true wealth lies in the value of time.