Looking at the hourglass, <br />Seeing time pass by. <br />Looking in the mirror, <br />Mirroring time’s lie. <br /> <br />That all will perish, <br />That we’re all moving on. <br />Through this life’s journey forward, <br />And the past we came from. <br /> <br />But though we may die, <br />Even only a thousand deaths. <br />Though it be moving forward, <br />Or sitting at our desks. <br /> <br />We all see the light, the one the dying see. <br />And we all die regardless of what we want to be.<br /><br />Hermanus Hendrik Janse van Vuuren<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-474/
