Through time, sculptures are turned into legacies
Legacies, like the foot print on the sand of time
Like an hour glass- sand of the past
Flows through the present- the neck of the glass
Into the future- that's time past
Let time take its course

As books take the space of a shelf
Thoughts occupies the mind itself
These thoughts could worry oneself
Let time take its course

Time is like a stream
Fast, it flows from its source
Slow is the end of its course

Let time take its course