April 04, 2003

Poem: Sands of Time

Week upon week passes by in time's relentless flow
Stopping for nothing and carrying everything
Now swift, now rapid, now slow
To gauge its meaning
Is quite tough.
Must try
Though;
For
Enough
Deep inquiry
Holds in its trough
Jewels of great learning
About that which lets everything glow
Nourishing, sustaining, creating the sentient being
Stream joins river, joins sea, joins ocean in a great show

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