Time as a river

A flowing river, infinite and growing

Stretching beyond mothers embrace,

Gentle waves come violently,

heartless, unforgiving

Yet it beats on, her heart of tranquility.

Time as a desert

An endless desert, void.

Hills of sand, lifeless and cold.

But look closely!

Intertwining in the distance,

A solemn oasis, and footprints left by us.