And now, you are a rain tree
And bring down the Stars
From the Heaven!

It happens.

Sky is the limit-
Once you said.

An image larger than your life
You have created.

It happened.

Crossing over the limit of
Your own, you have become
A tree touching the hands of
My God unreachable!

There is nothing limitless
Except the shadows of Time
I want to touch...

Braja K Sarkar

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shadows-of-time-3/