When d world seems 2 b against u.n d heaven falls down wid d hell rising up.u've been wishing 4 ur death.which never sem 2 b d option ,forgetting d past glories.u walk ahead searching 4 d long lost light.dats d time when u can remember me.indr@n!l
Endless Time
Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,