Past, present, and future -
All are one.
And they are not in a position
To affect my life.
Hours, months, years, seasons -
All are one,
And they cannot touch me
As you see I am always living
Beyond them.
I can wind me up,
I can create me anywhere.
But you, my dear, let me say,
Need me in both gross and
the subtle way to stay here.
living alone and loving together complements past present and future- thanks for sharing dear poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent write. ++++++++++10 Dear poet! You are invited to go through my poems posted recently.