The Concept Of Time
The year goes by so slowly,
and yet, looking back, it all went by so fast.
A year starts like a slow-moving train,
each day holding a year within itself.
All the years fly by before you realize,
and before you know, it's all starting over again.
This cycle is inevitable;
the days with all their years keep coming,
bringing with them all the things fate holds:
love, sorrow, rainy days and winter snows.
The endless days drag on,
flying by at an incomprehensible speed.
Time is a meaningless word without understanding.
A day is never in a hurry to be over,
but never lingers longer than expected.
We live our lives in a flurry of sunrises and seasons,
never tiring of the things life brings.
Each hour is unique,
as it brings something different to everyone;
each day is unique,
as it brings a collection of matchless hours;
and each year is unique,
as it brings a huddle of irreplaceable days.