Nature’s Timer Poem by Madhuri Sawant

What is it, moving so fast?
Can’t it wait for somebody?

I don’t feel he have any soul or mate,
To understand that I want to wait.
He is nature’s master,
I wonder that’s what his pride is.

In a world of gloom and bloom,
I wonder have he stayed for anybody.
I wonder whether he loved somebody during his existence,
To hold him back.

With whom he is racing,
If he only is the winner.
Everybody knows the power of him,
I guess, he doesn’t know his responsibilities.

I wonder whether he wants to take us into another dimension,
Where soul are not slow.
I wish he would not be nature’s timer.