Touch of the Infinite

Touch of the Infinite

In the lanes of memory,
Holding the hand of yesterday,
I search within this body
To meet the self that hides in silence.

An echo of the soul awakens,
Flowing through the breath of time,
Thoughts seek a home in light
Beyond the realm of color and form.

In a moment beyond all time,
Truth’s gentle touch appears,
And there — I see myself,
Beyond the body, in the eternal soul.

GR kaviyoor 
05 11 2025
(Canada, Toronto)

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