26 01 2026 – A Thought Towards Poetry
26 01 2026 – A Thought Towards Poetry
A circle of time,
beginning and ending alike,
the day folds upon itself,
moments mirrored in quiet rhythm.
Each number a heartbeat,
each zero a pause,
like thoughts that return to where they started,
like poems that end where they began.
The calendar whispers:
even in time, there is symmetry,
even in passing, there is return.
And yet,
time has its own strength.
GR kaviyoor
26 01 2026
(Canada, Toronto)
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