Moments flutter by on butterfly's wings,
Unevenly flittering through the air.
Here, and then gone again,
Leaving an impression of beauty,
Leaving a unique mark,
And forever changing life.
Time is fleeting,
Slipping through the cracks.
Sand in an hourglass.
There's always too much,
But never enough.
It's precious,
It's taken for granted.
Time is constant,
But each moment is unique.
It is steady, always beating,
But changes in an instant.
Growing, evolving, never freezing
Time is all we really have.