Time traveling slowly down tunnels of life, taking us
with it whether or not we want to go.
Steady, always moving forward, never veering from it's
schedule, giving us only so much time.
Trying to accomplish what we think we have to do, hope-
fully having time enough to accomplish our purposes.
Fulfilling the essence and passion of our dreams, turning
them into reality before our ending.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem