Looking around this morning, wondering at the immensity
of time and the speed in which it travels.
Even though marked by clocks, watches and timepieces,
still it travels much faster than all of us want it to.
In a blink of an eye, another year has gone by, holidays
whizzing past, birthdays making us a year older.
Yet time stays forever young with every moment of it's
passing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is timeless to calculate time Time is infant, youth and old maintain its beauty In the morning, noon, evening and dusk like you keep your beauty In Autumn, , summer, winter and spring