Time has the past and the future.
There is no present in between.
Space has the left and the right but
There is no centre in between.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice thought once read 'fugit hora' time is also like a bird flying with the wings either side these wings we may called past and future but what name we should give to the body that is the present a balancing one I think so but you brought the beautiful thing thank for share and feeding such a lovely spicy dish to my thought and mind I'll do voted