And so it goes... You and I will be gone leaving imprints <br />on the winds of time. The burst of life - the laughter, the joy, <br />the sorrow. The love, the caring, the painful partings; The struggle, the triumphs, the rewards- All these leave imprints on the winds <br />of time. New life, new generations will come... <br />as generations before us have come. Endless. Winds will unfold and reveal the imprints <br />of lives gone by - same moon, same stars, <br />same sun, same blue of the sky; Same dusk and sunset, same sunrise... <br />all key witnesses to the unfolding times. Endless. Now ... your turn, making imprints on <br />the winds of time.<br /><br />Aida Alcala Joshi, Ph. D.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winds-of-time/
