Saturday, 2 January 2016

Musings over a Passing Day

       It's the new year eve
        once again
        And I am happy
       But a little bit pensive too.
    Silently I hear the clock ticking
  and watch the tiny moments slip from my hands
 as the grains of sand in the hourglass.
            Time ---the mightiest   Truth
             The subject of the eternal search
             wrapped in mysterious mist
             defies all human wisdom
              to define its curious ways.
 I, too, often wonder
As to how its unseen hands
manage this vast universe
its myriad life forms
and even inanimate things.
        Like a traveller ever on the move
         It goes on forging ahead
          turning days into months and years-
          centuries and millennia.
On what fateful day of yore
did it start this unique voyage
what undiscovered  continent
is it headed to?
And here we are trying
to bound its eternal run
into the frames called tenses
Past, Present and Future.
         But where are the lines of  divide
        or do they at all exist?
My mind is dwelling again
on this unsolved riddle -
about the nature of  Time
that seems  beyond  the knowledge
of all the ages  bygone
   as to how its magic wheel
  carries us all  along
through the cycle  of past and present
onto the future ever unknown.


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