Mysterious Future
How time moves
The way moments meld
Where present transits
And past merely melts
Us, chasing the infinite
Striving to catch it
Racing for every second
Hoping not to lose
Though there is little else to gain
The material is temporary
Emotions are temperamental
Memories will be forgotten
And duties are empty without reason
Reason itself cannot be scrutinised
What is there to gain?
What do we grow into?
Where-in lies maturity?
How do we know?
Questions, questions, questions.
Every action executed
All the leaps in knowledge
The discovery of religion
Each individual mileage
A void of mere passage
Capture the moment
Read the journey
Record history's passing
Find a containment for time
Redeem the flowing seconds
What will you find in the sands
Cloaked in a crystal hourglass
Bearing raiment of gold
The secrets of the philosopher's stone
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