I am weaving a few dreams, with dazzling silken threads Every day for the last 40 years In each strand I have tied Hope of a new morning I am out to spread this soothing light To the ones who are my own The ones who live in the courtyard of my existence The ones with wobbly walk They will grow strong one day, and Fight for every right of theirs Will build a home that’s all theirs And they will make it look the best Light up even the darkest corner Where lie buried many a dream Tangled in the heaps of unspoken desires.

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I think this is a wonderful poem with such an evocative picture to go with it. I have come back to read it many times and to look at that beautiful picture. Thank you f or sharing it with us. Keep raising your voice until all those dark corners, buried dreams and unspoken desires are brought into light. Tina

thanks tina for your appreciation. i am also making a full length documentary for this great woman.

hope to get enough funds in india to cpmplete it.. i will surely send a copy to u.

regards