Existence passing through me
Pain and joy passing through me
Time becoming me
Transforming me into newer forms
I reach down into the ground
With my hands
I see and feel my reflection in it
And recognise my ancestors.
I see and feel the past and the future me
And all present existence in few grains of sand
Slipping through my fingers.
I behold this moment and stop time
I bask in a forever instant
Warmer by the Sun.