A Letter From Past

A letter from past drops at my doorstep,

surprise and aghast I look hind the time drape.

Try to touch the spirit,

To touch the soul with my hand.

What? No, can't edit,

Taken by wind what was on sand.

Yes, the time took it all,

Like wind sways everything with it.

It gulp it all,

With its claws so stringent.

Making it harder to digest,

With every moment so intense.

With heart has its quest,

For the past, present & future tense.