Beneath the wide blue sky
(written on the occassion of a drive-out to Patratu Valley, near Ranchi, 15th Aug,2015) The little things matter to those that seek meaning, In this presence below the wide blue sky; The winding highway, the evergreen trees And the hills stretching up there high. Was I here sometime ever before, Do I know whether life will finally smile? Does the green of the trees signify happiness And the blue sky show hope for a while? Life is like this wide grey road with smoothness and bumps, Goes on , faces joy and trouble alike; And the blue sky, master of all above, Rolls on like balm on a turbulent life.