By Shamik Banerjee Yousmarg meadows, dressed in dew,Tell your flowers' mottled crew,"Welcome him as one of you,"And here I'll gladly stay.Butterflies, the Redstart's calls,Rivulets and waterfalls,Conifers, and white-ridged wallsWill greet me night and day.If you can, among your blooms,Make for me a little room,It will save me from the gloomThat laps the worldly bay. Shamik … Continue reading Yousmarg Meadows
Academy of the Heart And Mind 