By: C.P. Singh, Literary Editor-ICN Group
The only thing that never stops,
The only thing that is ever changing,
The only thing that is unforeseen,
The only thing that gives us training.
That is the flux of time
We are not masters but servant,
We are not governing but being governed.
We are not facing but so forced,
We are not doing but so bound.
Under the flux of time.
It is not same but varies for all,
It is not same but varies for ever.
It is not same but varies for places.
It is not same but varies for circumstances.
It is the flux of time.
It has to change but not known,
It has to change but not ever regular,
It has to change but very turbulent,
It has to change but not as we wish,
It is the flux of time.
It has impact on one and all,
It has affected variously to all,
It is having an undescribed – graph,
It is un predicted and un explained so far.
It is the flux of time.
It affects a beggar and a giver,
It affects a boy and a young,
It affects a rich and a poor,
It affects a slave and a king.
It is the flux of the time.
It creates a poor from a rich,
It creates a king from a slave,
It creates a young from a boy,
It creates a corpse from a man.
It is the flux of the time.
It causes a patient to run,
It causes a weeping to fun,
It causes a laughing to shun,
It causes a loaf to a bun.
It is the flux of the time.
It turns mud into a fort,
It turns a crowd into a court,
It turns a place into a port,
It turns a soul into a ghost.
It is the flux of the time.
It gives shapes to the things,
It gives life to the wings,
It gives happiness to the fringes,
It gives mercy to the kings.
It is the flux of the time.
It kills an old man all alone,
It kills a younger amongst owns,
It kills a son in the hands of a father,
It kills a person under whom he grown.
It is the flux of the time.
It is all sovereign in the world,
It is not explainable in words,
It is the most powerful to be heard,
It can not be over powered or concurred.
It is the flux of the time.
