Sewali
A spread so splendid needs beheld, White on green and the dots of red; Fragile and yet so strong and free, A sight of delight is little
Of Then and Now
He was but a child, Shy and wary of the ways that be, Cloaked within, a spirit wild, That strove to be happy, strong and free! She
Thine Eyes!
Thine eyes! Blessed they be, On whom they’d rise, Blessed be ‘ll who’d see. Thine eyes! Thine eyes! The mystique and the gleam, Held in
