Time

As a traveller of time.
I will heal wounds with it
As an unraveller of wit
I will steal the sooth.

Neither years nor days
Measures this infinite loop
But love transcends the hoop
With our cheers and dismays.

From the depths of wisdom
Found the eternal to be relative
From the thrones of truth
Found it is right to thrive.

Let the time blow and mutter
Just love its drop of life
That will fall even by a flutter
With a touch of gale on a leaf.

Over the mud, dust and sand,
We born, die and again lay
In the womb, the magical land,
Under the truth and time's tie

Within the clock of sun and moon,
Soul just roam in between,
Having mind's noise and tune,
To fill the field of keen.

To tame the time's truth
Be the soulmate of time
Move on in its own rhyme
And have life on earth.