The Universe as perpetual ticking

The universe, an unfathomable expanse
Unfolds in ceaseless motion
Stars ignite and fade, galaxies coalesce and disperse
And within this cosmic ballet
Existence itself is a perpetual dance of emergence and retreat

This rhythm, this ceaseless flow, is the heartbeat of reality
We perceive it as a progression, a journey from before to after
Marked by the relentless march of events
Yet perhaps this linear view is a mere illusion
A construct of our limited minds