A simple poem about the dynamic characteristic of the world around us.

TIME

Time, Like a ballerina’s corset

Without a start or an end

Time, Like the colorful hula-loop ring

Catching all eyes of astonishment with its each swing

Time, Like the wizard’s magic crystal

Coz when the “time” arrives, everything becomes mystical

Time, like the purest of everything, of all

Time, like the heavenly, the Lord

Time, like the vast ocean

Time, like the waves

At once, tries to save the transient sand memories

And at other moment, washes them away

Time, like the rainbow that splashes happiness

Time, like a new born child who knows no menace

And in a swish

Dropping all the gloomy days afar

Time remains the unique dazzling, pole  star!

- Ashi