Printed with permission – from Vivek Ahluwalia with photos he took on the school grounds.
On the cobbled floral path garlanding
the serene shadow of the banyan tree
rustle of the wafting leaves murmurs,
the green waves of memory return. –Sinha-Roy
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.” –Mary Oliver