The states of color, appearances, and gazes change.
On the journey from sun to shade.
Currents of circumstance,clouds of thought,
The speed of time,the turns of fate.
Day melts into the arms of night,
Ebb and flow in every rhythm's wave.
Shadows of questions,imprints of answers,
They all change.
Just like the Moods of Seasons and melodies of air—
Each one arrives with its own tale.
Nov 14, 2025
Nov 14, 2025 at 2:31 AM UTC
The states of color, appearances, and gazes change.
On the journey from sun to shade.
Currents of circumstance,clouds of thought,
The speed of time,the turns of fate.
Day melts into the arms of night,
Ebb and flow in every rhythm's wave.
Shadows of questions,imprints of answers,
They all change.
Just like the Moods of Seasons and melodies of air—
Each one arrives with its own tale.