Tirtho’s poem, a beach encounter with Time, reveals its relentless pace. Witnessing infinity in waves, a single sand grain holds an ephemeral oasis, exclusively for Different Truths.
Time ran into me one day while I rambled on the lonely beach. “Why are you always in such haste?” I asked. “Well, that’s my pace,” Time replied. I looked at the crashing waves and heard a song of infinity on their arrogant lips. And then I took a grain of sand and smelt an oasis as a moment slipped through the lines of my palm.
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