Lo! Time is one of the funniest things
It varies with fate in much size
Sometimes, it flows underfoot and clings
Sometime, we float on it, sink or rise.
“What you keep and summarize
To make your own kingdom
Why I see dew on your eyes! ”
That day I saw moon sitting
On the branch of an orchard
Peeped and lured but laughing
Silently with the starry herd
Feared with the serpentine of time
Heard from far the sound of chime
Life: A beautiful rhyme but unrhymed
By the ebbs of time and fate, signed
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Yes, Time is so funny! At times it crawls like a toddler, walks like a pedestrian, runs like a sprinter or slouch like an old man..... at times sleeps like a new born! ! We witness the birth of a moment and the passage of seasons and our life ebbing with time! A nice write! !