these words have been
written and said again
and again,
these words are etched in
the history of our kind
these words are
everywhere you care to look –
why do i keep repeating them then ?
~
these numbers and months
in the calendar have gone by
again and
again, every year – what
is year but an arbitrary reference
point that governs our
life.
why do we keep reliving them then ?
~
these words that speak
of dreams and dragons,
ithakas and troys,
these redundancies of
numbers hung on walls
and defined collection of sounds –
are here to tell us that
if there is anything absolute
at all, then it is
now, and here.
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Loved the poem especially the last lines
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