The Cause I Poem by Sadiqullah Khan

Beauty is a thing of the past
The Now, clinging to the present,
A leaf falls, in time, is this an event?
Or an Event, still, like a mercury’s life
On a sharp edge. Yet again floating with
The Time. The Cause of the causes is above,
And we measure the progress by things. Float
Thus with time, an abstraction and the nothing,
In the ultimate dissertations, all things are destined,
By Mover of the things, to nowhere or thus it appears.

SadiqullahKhan
Islamabad
March 4,2014.

The Mulberry Tree in Autumn,1889 by Vincent Van Gogh @ Permaculture