Theme: Nature

Sands of Time

Once a child, I picked shells
By the sea shore,
Now a man grown up,
Geologist by vocation,
I collect fossils, the petrified
Relics of shells
In the layers of sediments
That a sea once it was
In the ranges of the Himalayas.
Between that ancient sea,
Its shores and shells,
And their transformed
Stony counterparts as of now,
Spread millions of years
On the sands of time,
And between the child and the man
In me, just a grain of sand.
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More By  : Dr. K.C. Prashar

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