Even the snow melts, let alone the frugal regards of a soul confident in its own eternity.
I know none of Time’s cardinal pillar on which it says forever just because eternity is not Time anymore.
We pass through Time from birth in order to have from where to come, together with death.
Who knows the life which does not burn its own time moments?
Eternity is the stopped heart of Time.
Listen to the time as it can heal everything.
