Time fleets... to the vastness of the infinite
No entity nor substance, it wanders freely...
In the form of thoughts, in the form of hurry,
In the form of silence... and stillness...
Time Is...
It is where you are...
Time never runs from you
It never will...
It stays with you... Attached to your soul,
Burns with your passion,
Cries with your grievance...
Time requires none...
Immortal, unkillable...
It\'s the air that we breath in and out... in... out...
Emotionless, formless, painless...
How can you not love time?
As naive as a child, charismatic as a gentleman,
The beauty of a princess...
Time Is.