In the quiet of the dawn, a star begins to fade,
A glimpse of morning light, in twilight's soft cascade.
A bubble on the river, drifting to the sea,
A momentary shimmer, in the endless stream.
Like a flickering lamp, in the heart of the night,
A phantom's shadow, dancing in the light.
A flash of lightning, in a summer cloud,
A dream that whispers, so fleeting, yet so loud.
The world around us changes, nothing stays the same,
Illusions that we chase, like shadows in the rain.
A phantom's fleeting presence, a dream we cannot hold,
In the dance of life, our stories unfold.
Like a flickering lamp, in the heart of the night,
A phantom's shadow, dancing in the light.
A flash of lightning, in a summer cloud,
A dream that whispers, so fleeting, yet so loud.
In the ebb and flow of time, we're leaves upon the wind,
Caught in the illusion, where do we begin?
See the fleeting moments, grasp the truth they bring,
In the stillness of the heart, hear the song they sing.
So let us live with wonder, in this transient place,
Embrace the fleeting beauty, with every breath we take.
A star at dawn, a bubble, a flash, a fleeting gleam,
Life's a precious moment, a phantom, and a dream.