And so it goes... You and I will be gone leaving imprints
on the winds of time. The burst of life - the laughter, the joy,
the sorrow. The love, the caring, the painful partings; The struggle, the triumphs, the rewards- All these leave imprints on the winds
of time. New life, new generations will come...
as generations before us have come. Endless. Winds will unfold and reveal the imprints
of lives gone by - same moon, same stars,
same sun, same blue of the sky; Same dusk and sunset, same sunrise...
all key witnesses to the unfolding times. Endless. Now ... your turn, making imprints on
the winds of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem