Time is slipping away.
Can you try to make it stay?
Nobody can, I presume.
Time escapes leaving reflections like an expensive perfume.
Always searching for better…
Always striving to read life’s enveloped letter…
Time is short and days are few.
Obscure or obvious, but it’s true.
To share time among best things
Is like a bird that flies and sings.
Wisdom makes good use of days.
He’ll win who listens to what it says.
Iaroslav Monday 09.03.2009