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163. daulatabad fort

the passage of time can be mysterious and elusive

five minutes in despair can feel like an eternity

while a whole day in joy and laughter can fly by our eyes

ancient rocks carved hundreds of years ago speak to us

still standing, they form a sacred shelter amid ruins of a bygone era

yet a very present conversation is still carried forth

new feet still step inside

generations upon generations come

with their hopes and dreams

anxieties and fears

our troubles are but a drop in the ocean

to these stones who have seen the ages come and go

they know that the ocean is but a drop in comparison to the infinite universe that is love