Trillion, billion, million, <br />seconds, minutes and hours <br />thousands of days and weeks <br />hundreds of months, many years <br />and a few decades melted <br />to form tiny sands of time <br />numerous grits, concretes <br />pebbles and stones <br />and a few bed of rocks <br />as they cooled down and petrified <br />on which I walked, ran, halted <br />completing my stipulated journey <br />fulfilling the desire of Someone <br />whom I never saw, never came across <br />but only heard my companions saying <br />there He was always above us <br />busy keeping accounts of our every moves <br />while always I reached a place <br />where it was engraved on rocks <br />' The point of no return' I saw <br />as I moved from farther to the farthest <br />knowing by then I was travelling <br />on an eternal sphere of time! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.<br /><br />Palas Kumar Ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/point-of-no-return-4/
