Whispers of Time Across the Ages

Whispers of Time Across the Ages

Time was a rhythm of the hunt,

Fire cracked open the night,

Stars above — untamed, unexplained —

Time was survival, not memory.

Clay tablets held the moon’s moods,

Sundials kissed temple walls,

Pyramids pointed at time eternal —

Time was divine, written in stars.

Arrows paused mid-air in cosmic time,

Dharma clashed with desire,

Homer sang, Vyasa weaved —

Time became a tale of fate and war.

He whispered: “The Earth moves” —

But churches burned his name.

Galileo saw stars, but saw prison too.

Socrates drank poison, not lies.

Giordano Bruno became ash —

Time punished truth… but not forever.

Yet the round Earth kept spinning.

Time waited — truth always returns.

Astrolabes measured stars,

Saints sang beyond caste and creed,

Leonardo sketched flying time,

Knowledge bloomed in candlelight.

Steam made time louder,

Machines became its messengers,

Pocket watches ruled the wrist —

Life followed the tick-tick.

Wars swallowed years whole,

Gandhi walked with time in silence,

Hiroshima paused the planet,

A footprint on the moon said:

"We are still learning to use time."

Time scrolls on glass screens,

AI writes what we forget,

Childhood is backed up in clouds,

We chase time, but do we feel it?

We ask machines: "What is time?"

They answer, but don’t wonder.

Time may outlive even us,

Unless we give it meaning.

Truth may be silenced in an hour,

But time remembers it forever.

The clocks break, the scrolls burn —

But time… always waits to be understood.

GR kaviyoor 

07 06 2025