Oh wind! do not rush
To brush away the petals,
They stand in the garden with grace
And feelings great create.
Oh time! do not proceed
Stand still and freeze,
Do not approach the garden
Where the flowers stands at ease.
Oh butterfly! should I tell you
Your friend’s life is short,
Or should I claim in simple words
That beauty lives not long!
Rajesh Thankappan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/proceed-not/
