Words From A Valley

By Samyasathi Mukharjee

A new caravan has arrived,

new to the alley they rejoice,

a valley of their dream,

and a route of their choice.

Many a campers awaits

at the hillside,

with a lament forever

to trade their days,

over and over again.

They will leave soon

for their homeland, with

silk, beads and grains.

A new caravan has arrived,

new footprints for the valley,

new songs, stories and

materials for everyone,

soon they will see.

Many old backpacks dusted,

packed with gold and spices,

sails off today

towards their homeland alley.

By Samyasathi Mukharjee