Fallen badam leaves scattered on the ground carelessly.
Soon to be swept away to garbage.
I wandered among them searching, selecting, picking up,
putting together…
The three in the centre are long ago dried up pipal leaves… also very beautiful…
flip flit float fall
fatal end now stayed
picked purposefully
as art hand propels
to wild expanse beyond
arranged then mystic shape
gracious pattern hue
weaving dreams of please
content bound in still
raising lives in hope
we ever have to very end
fresh purpose yet ahead
God keeps us always beautiful
His magic still remains
Sharing from a message sent by Fr. Terry SJ
Kenrick Vaz 