The age of 'now'
is an instant of Time.
It is neither past nor future
for, in a blink of an eye,
a 'Now' moment
has passed.
The age of 'Now'
is inconsequential.
It only exists
should we wish it.
How old is it?
It's a question yet to be answered.
'Now' is not time.
Time is 'Now'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem