Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Time -- By Samson Koshy

Where did time come from ?
What is the New Year without time ?
Isn't time impartial ?
Does time really care ?
It keeps us in perspective.
Everyone's clock is offset
by their personal touch.
Time has no rhyme or rhythm
like this poem.
But it keeps moving forward from a point
and every point in time 
can be your starting point.
That's the beauty of time.

Samson Samuel Koshy
Copyright ©2008 Samson Samuel Koshy


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