What is time?
Time is nothing, but
The material conception of
Past, present and future.
But I see, nature is
Beyond time and
It is eternal.
I appear, and
I disappear with nature,
And to say this is not proper.
I am associated with
So many persons and things,
But see, they are no more
There, after my departure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem