I would return to yesterday
If today ever ended
If tomorrow never came
If I could predict my past
If I could escape eternity
If time was my slave
And I were the mistress
I would bid it “stop!”
Any time you are my guest
If I could visit those days
When you got to know me
And I discovered you
I would hold the hands of the clock
Resisting their natural movement
If I knew then
What I know now
I would have loved less
Or perhaps
I would have loved even more
Recognizing our rare rapture
I know our infinite lives
Shall again entwine
Like the roots of ancient trees
Strangling for survival
But
If I return to yesterday
Will I still find you there?
SONYA KASSAM 
This is a beautiful poem that touches me deeply. I have always thought it ironic, and perhaps even sad, that timeless, boundless love needs to be bound so (and captured within time) during our physical existence…
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I really like how you expressed the irony of love being timeless and boundless. Thank you.
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It’s a very thoughtful and lovely poem,thank you for sharing your gift with us.
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My gift is that of beautiful friendships I have developed through writing a few words. So thank you Ranu for being part of the gift :-)
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Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this beautiful poem. This poem speaks to me of love, and longing to love, and longing to find love, and keep love, and never lose love.
All good wishes,
robert
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That’s right Robert…Love over time :-) Thank you.
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