Time and water

Time is like the flowing stream...
It gushes through high mountains and flows through gorges and valleys....
In a hope and endurance to meet the ultimate end, in the oceans.....
Where sweet tastes salty and bitter.....
Not a single drop for a thirsty.....
But yet unmeasured creatures abide into it and,
It is not the end,
But beginning of infinite circle of forming rains....
Which ponder grace and raise grain........

Athar Mudasir ____