Time is like a beautiful song.
Marvelous as the rhythm is, time is full of unexpectation. Life is filled with happiness, sorrow, calmness, anger, etc. And only various tune can form a piece of emotional music to move audience’s heart as colorful experience in one’s life can do
Uniform as the meter is, time can be divided into tiny equal segments, and elapses in constant speed. Listen! The clock is ticktocking!
Speedy as the tempo is , time swifts away in the twinkling of an eye. More quickly the fingers we move on the keyboards, more dashing tempo we have. More devoted to the task we take, less time we sense to possess.
Inconsecutive as the leaps is, time is disjunct and you cannot fill the gap forever. Have a look at the theory of parallel universes. I can never reach to the destination in a running race at the exactly same time as another runner if the measure of time is accurate to picosecond or even more subtle.
Continuous as the steps is, time is conjunct on the other side. I am working on piles of reading stuff of history for a long long longggggggggggg period of time but the time doesn’t show me any sympathy and stops its steps to leave any time for me to go shopping. Time is flowing away ruthlessly.
These are the main elements of the time and they make it melodious.