Time flows like water
We try to hold it
But slip out of the fingers
into the eternity

It flies like a bird
from one twig to another
Then leaves the tree
forever... never to return

But sometimes it stops
like that river
That has dried... And died
leaving behind some water.

Or is that the black hole
So powerful, so strong
That has captured the time
won't allow it to escape

But it has to let go
For life to thrive
For the old to die
For the new to born.