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Time heals wounds and absorbs pain; only pleasant thoughts remain.

O Time! Ultimate healer
Of wounds suffered by heart
At the hands of evils which
Vile poisoned arrows dart.

Time, all of us have our own
Moments of pleasure, pain.
You absorb the pain so that
Just pleasant thoughts remain.

Time, due to you we go through
Childhood, youth and old age.
Else we would have been stuck with
Just the initial stage.

Time, sometimes you are too harsh,
Yet that’s a mere device
To make man remember God
When he panders to vice.

* Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format. Initially posted on allpotry.com. Posted as the present item on 29 August 2008.

M C Gupta
22 October 2004
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