I Taste Time Poem by Gajanan Mishra

1.

I taste time
In clouds lightening
And thundering.
I taste time
In river water
That is rippling.
I taste time
In rip-roaring.
And I discover
That is not there
In me.
What I discover,
Ask not, please.
I am dying.

2.

I taste time
With the faith
That is unflinching.
I taste time
What I receive
In your teaching.
I taste time
In a motion
That is swinging.
And you tell me
To see and wait
For the next scene.
Next scene, no one can
See, after your retiring.