I can't plead with you.........
O time! why are you stuck and still,
Let my hope breathe and thrive,
Let the cradle swing, let me survive,
I need the zeal; I wish the thrill.
O time! don’t be too slow,
As from my goal I am so afar,
Still have an eye on the North Star,
Let me advance, let me grow.
O time! don’t be too fast,
Let me shine to the fullest,
Before I am laid to rest,
And am buried in the past.
O time! you the real stream,
I am a spurt, I am a wave,
You the master, I only a slave,
As you ordain, so I seem.
Surinder Singh

One who have. set his eyes on North star should not take long rest just as seven sons slumber after every verse;notwithstanding limitations of time.
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