Treasuring Each Moment of Life

We journey through this fleeting sphere, A transient breath, both bright and clear. Unseen is the path that lies ahead, For life, like rivers, rushes and spreads. We cross paths with souls, some bold, some shy, Some stay forever, while others pass by. Yet as the years unyieldingly race, We witness loved ones lose their grace. Our parents stumble, once strong and tall, Their weary steps now falter and fall. But in our hearts, they brightly gleam, Praying their burdens fade like a dream. So treasure each fleeting moment’s glow, For time escapes like whispers below. Arm your soul, your heart, your hands, For life drifts on through shifting sands.