The inspiration for this poem comes from the hundreds of fireflies that adorn the wooded green of our IISc campus, especially the area in front of main building.
So here goes...
As I enter the wooded green,
Ah! What's that? A distant gleam
A speckle of light twinkles,
As I move closer I see a glittering sprinkle
One of these beacons whizzes by,
Painting a fiery streak in the sky
The cool air and the warmth of the shimmering flame,
I am lost in thought as I watch the unfolding game,
Their motion is random but with graceful poise,
The brush strokes remind me of the 'Northern Lights'
Surely, stars have descended from the heights,
In this land of the Fireflies!
Ashish Joglekar
