Explore the intersection of time and eternity through the evocative poetry of Dr Ashok, for Different Truths, which blends Baraut’s mystical whispers.
In the loom of existence, I spin dual threads—
One of time’s unravelling, one of the soul’s steadfast beds.
Baraut’s skies whisper: What is real, and what flees?
Yet in the weave, a pattern of eternity I see.
The present, a shuttle dancing with past shadows bright,
Futures unfurl like petals in cosmic light.
The self, a tapestry of contradictions fine—
Transient as dawn mist, yet anchored in the divine.
Ancient wisdom murmurs from the silence of days:
We chase the warp of hours, yet the now holds hidden ways.
Like fingers knotting threads of I and not-I,
The soul crafts unity from life’s paradoxical sigh.
In this endless fabric, ripples of choice I trace,
Yet the Weaver’s intent moves at a sacred, unseen pace.
So I surrender to the loom’s hypnotic song,
Where time and timelessness entwine—where I belong.
Picture design by Anumita Roy





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