This is my English rendering to a Telugu poem written by Poet Umar Ali Shah.
Time
Oh time, is it possible to describe you?
Who would know the debate between you and I?
The thing which was identified by days and nights,
the thing which was cleansed by evolution and stayed young,
the thing which cannot be compressed by the sun and the stars,
the thing which will not allow me to measure and explain,
the thing which does not mix with momentary sufferings,
the thing which cannot be pronounced by any number of voices,
the thing which can not be imagined,
the thing which is the origin of vedas,
the thing which is prior to the Almighty,
the thing which exists as the truth,
the thing which is the physical and mental matter,
that is you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem