time has always been with
us and we have learned
to trust
its wisdom, its power to
heal, its power
to lead us to where
destiny waits us
with surprises
time rusts and time shines
time kills and time resurrects
time gives birth and time
gives death and time knows
the memories of cycles
time makes the promise
and so here we are asking: when?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem