To My More Than Pupils... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

I know you can make it.
Your minds will wake up.
I am sowing many seeds there.
And they will stand as trees someday!
I am holding my hope as a gardener.

My pep-talks must reach your baby minds!
They are not yet active in the outside world!
I see them very eager to toddle and walk on the land!
You will have some tremors of this volcano!
I know you can make it.

You cannot be as dull as plastic.
I send out 440 volts to your hearts.
The stimuli must have some plus feedback!
You will soon look at things with different eyes.
I know you can make it.