It characterizes consistency;
It serves as an entity for reference;
It cannot be seen or touched
But it is symbolic.
It allows a beginning;
It allows an ending;
It gives a duration of events;
On it are all things hinged.
In space with all its forms;
On earth with ups and downs;
Events occur as it goes on and on.
From one point to another;
Within undetermined spaces;
It captures the duration of instances.
Everything is for a reason;
Moment comes and moment goes
While things expire.
It does not wait;
It is a fundamental reality of the universe;
It is held by the hands of God.
All things are at times in sync;
Sometimes catching up or
Sometimes falling behind.
It creates the past;
It creates the present
As it makes way for the future;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem