The first words spoken
May not have been this
Evolved over the centuries
What would we do without words?
They are ubiquitous-
In our thoughts
In our minds
In our expression
In our eyes
In our soul
In the scripts
In science
In the folklore
In the myths
In the mysteries
In the signs
In the poetry
In the prose
In philosophy
In the cave drawings
In the hieroglyphs
Words evolved and added
By the Bards of yesteryear
From whom we have inherited
Many new we have coined
Reading their words of wisdom
Words give solace
Words sometimes hurt
Our dreams have words
And words shall remain
Passed on through scripts
And through oral tradition
Carrying the rich heritage
For centuries to come
Above all, speak words that heal
And tales of mankind's bonhomie!

Wait
Hurry up!
No, you slow down
You were always faster than me, what has happened to you?
Things change
Catch up, I'll wait
Why don't you just go ahead?*
Because, my love,
We started this together,
And the finish-line without you,
Would just be my *finish

Time is the eternal sculptor
Chiseling away through centuries
To create innovative masterpieces
Where many facets of life emerge
Bridging the past, present and future
Shaping the moments we dwell in
Where events are scheduled
To display the varied installations
Which cannot be replicated
Recorded in the chronicles of time
When our world will fade away
But time will be there till eternity
Relentlessly sculpting for the future
For, time brings change
And everything changes, except time itself