Sculpting Time in Glass - Carving Moments in Transparency - Poem Lyrics in English
In the atelier of existence, where moments unfold,
Sculpting time in glass, a craft untold.
Carving moments in transparency's grace,
In the symphony of life, where memories trace.
Glass, like liquid crystal, captures the past,
Sculpting time in its delicate cast.
Each shard, a fragment of moments so dear,
Carving memories in the glass mirror.
Sunlight plays upon the transparent plane,
In the sculpted time, where echoes remain.
A dance of reflections, a fleeting ballet,
Carving moments in the glass, in the light of day.
Moonbeams weave through the glassy thread,
Sculpting time in the night's soft spread.
Stars, like diamonds, in the cosmic expanse,
Carving moments in the glass, a celestial dance.
Whispers of the wind, a delicate breeze,
In the sculpted time, where memories tease.
Each breath, a stroke in the glassy sphere,
Carving moments in transparency clear.
Shadows dance on the glassy wall,
Sculpting time in the evening's thrall.
A silent ballet in the twilight's gleam,
Carving moments in the glass, a spectral dream.
Oh, sculptor of time in the glassy domain,
Listen to the whispers, let memories remain.
In the sculpted moments, where transparency gleams,
Carving memories in the glass, in the realm of dreams.
In the studio of moments, where time is spun,
Sculpting time in glass, a work begun.
Carving moments in transparency,
In the delicate art, where memories find their plea.
Sunlight, like a sculptor's tender touch,
Illuminates the glass, where moments clutch.
Each ray, a chisel in the cosmic rhyme,
In the sculpting of time, where dreams intertwine.
Shadows dance upon the transparent canvas,
In the sculpted time, where echoes amass.
A symphony of glass in the daylight's gleam,
Carving moments in transparency, a radiant dream.
Mountains stand as witnesses in the clear expanse,
Guardians of moments, where memories enhance.
Each peak, a chapter in the cosmic theme,
In the sculpting of time, where dreams teem.
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| Sculpting Time in Glass - Carving Moments in Transparency - Poem Lyrics in English |
Rivers, like liquid threads, carve the glass,
In the sculpted moments, where reflections amass.
A dance with shadows in the daylight's stream,
Carving moments in transparency, where dreams beam.
Beneath the azure sky, where constellations align,
Sculpting time in glass, where memories entwine.
Each twinkle, a verse in the cosmic scheme,
In the transparent art, where dreams redeem.
Oh, let the moments linger in the daylight's kiss,
In the sculpting of time, where nothing's amiss.
A symphony of glass in the cosmic theme,
Carving moments in transparency, where dreams gleam.
So, let the studio of time unveil its grace,
In the sculpting of moments, where memories embrace.
A dance with shadows in the daylight's seam,
Carving moments in transparency, where dreams redeem.
In the studio of existence, where moments softly pass,
Sculpting time in glass, carving in transparency, a delicate mass.
Moments, like fragile crystals, held in the artisan's hand,
In the sculptor's atelier, where time's essence is planned.
Each stroke of the chisel, a heartbeat in refrain,
Carving moments in transparency, a glassy terrain.
Reflections of memories, like shards in the sun,
In the sculpted glass, where the sculptor is done.
The sands of time trickle through the glass,
Sculpting moments, each a transient lass.
Time, the sculptor's medium, in the sculptor's gaze,
Carving transparency in the temporal maze.
The past, a sculpture on the glassy shelf,
Carved by the sculptor, in the studio of self.
Future moments, yet to be shaped and cast,
In the sculptor's hands, where time moves fast.
Sunlight through the glass, a prism of dreams,
Carving moments in transparency, where reality streams.
The sculptor's hands, like whispers in the breeze,
In the sculpted glass, where time finds its ease.
Oh, in the sculptor's sanctuary, where memories amass,
Sculpting time in glass, a delicate looking glass.
Carving moments in transparency, a symphony so clear,
In the glassy sculpture, where time's echoes appear.
