From the moment we become conscious after being born,
The vagaries of life keep us torn.
They take us away into the past or future,
Making the present a blur.
The past is a dream, the future not come,
Only with the seeds sown in the present shall the future stem.
The future always comes as the present,
So just live in the time, current.
- Param Chaitanya Ravindra Joshi🙏🙏💗
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem