An unhappy ending

In the deep bowels of time flows the river of life, full of brilliance and secret ways. Its waters, like magic mirrors, reflect myriad moments, rays of happiness and shadows of grief. With every turn, with every bend of its winding path, we sail through the epochs, like travelers on an endless ocean. But there is also a dark mystery lurking in this enchanted river, hidden under the shiny surface. The eternal dance of time has given us joy and love, but the shadow of the inevitable ending stretches along each of our steps. The leaves on the trees, like drops of autumn rain, slowly fall off, gently touching the ground. Their beauty of withering is like a melancholic melody, reminding that even at the brightest moment the grain of withering and the end hides. Each of us is a leaf on the tree of life. We dance quietly to the music of time, rejoice in the rays of the sun and the warmth of our own communities, but under this beauty lies the inevitability. Our withering is inevitable, like a law of nature, and silence awaits at the end of our music. We, like careless moths, fly into the whirlwind of life, forgetting about the betrayal of time. But every moment, every breath, like sand in an hourglass, takes us closer to the end of this endless symphony. And now, when the last chord sounds, when the last page turns, we realize: despite the greatness of our path, the finale is planned. He is hidden beyond the horizon, beyond the reach of our eyes, but his shadow stretches towards us, like a harbinger of imminent departure. Such is the tragic melody of being - beautiful, mysterious and sad. We are just actors on this stage, playing our roles in the theater of time. And despite the inevitability of the finale, in this dance of life it is important to find beauty in every moment and leave your mark in this eternal performance.