You turn young into old and old into memories,
You turn comfort into discomfort and discomfort into comfort.
You bring life and you bring death,

You turn past sins into present norms and present norms into future sins,
You transform Great constructions into mere rubble,
You erase all the boundaries of nations and continents,

With your passage, all the great heroes, tyrants and all the achievements of the human race turn into a long forgotten tale,
With your passage, even the mightiest mountains sink into oceans and bottom of the oceans rise up to form mountains,

When you began and when will you end?,
or do you have neither?
O passage of time, this is my humble ode.

Vijay Jampana