TIME

 

 
 

Look! There he goes.

His movement so subtle,

So swift.

He is barely to be seen

Leaving nothing behind.

 

His quick wits,

His perspective,

So deceitful,

Yet benevolent.

 

He trades all,

And never stops.

 

Some call him god,

Some thief,

Some money,

And some the cause of their grief.

 

While some believe he is the purpose of their existence,

And some the motive of the demise.

 

He has a way of approach.

He merely ignites a spark

Which veers into a flame,

Always winning

Never expecting a praise.

 

 For he is the greatest healer

And the foremost teacher,

Who trains us to focus on the present,

Not the past,

Making us understand that a moment never lasts.

 

He uplifts us,

After a fall.

Thus, the wisest counsellor of all.

 

                                           -Manya Singh Patel