#MetaphorMosaic

In realms beyond the ticking clock,
Where time's embrace is vast and free,
The metaphor mosaic weaves,
A tapestry of eternity.

Through verdant groves and ancient trees,
The whispers of the past entwine,
While future's rays in golden gleam,
Paint patterns in a dance divine.

The present shimmers, ever bright,
A prism casting vibrant hues,
Moments interlace in flight,
As cosmic threads, they do infuse.

No linear march in this domain,...