The world is wafting to the rhythm of dusk

Prancing endlessly to the rhyme of time transit

Oscillating with regular spin
In cyclical turns…

Time is no friend…
It only sprints with endless whim

The world never waits
It moves ceaselessly

My world is mine alone
I craft my visions and dreams
I build my tomorrow today

I activate my passions
Racing against the tide of time…

Time is no friend of mine, only a reminder of changing seasons and times

I own my time,
I run my time
To match the tempo of my world

I am the master of my time, creating the change that suits my vision…

As my time architect, I design with aesthetic mastery

The poignant dreams of my childhood…

No stillborn, no aborted vision –

I run the show!

Join me if you dare!!