Time’s   precious  Gift and  legacy.

When  you  and   I count  Time,

Yonder  many welter in the 

fleeting  time’s see-saw games,

unawares   Time  dispossess  them,

as  those  that  set  the time for

my   vanishing times, not

knowing that  ERE,

 their countdown  begins,

while  I was  gored by

 the timed tycoons , yes  they

 are unconscientiously  

tied  up to their knots of

their own  doings, their

times’ collocations,

convulsions of our Times,

litany  goes  on  nearby.

An  inner  Voice ,good augurs,

The  Times  Ahead are Propitious:

The  Timely Advent of my Mentor,

 Avatar,  sacrificial  icon,

MY Times’ Boon.