Might our
Perception
of time in
fact be an
illusion,
a phenomenon
created in our
brains that
has no ultimate
reality?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Might our Perception of time in fact be an illusion, ' time is perceptive, time is manifest change, time is horizon transformer, time is horizon transformation inevitable, time is the leveler of cities civilizations, time is birth prosperity legacy, time can be ignored but time can never be denied