A Sufi Tale Poem by Sumita Jetley

In a class so bright, the autumn break near,
Students gathered, joy and cheer.
Ayesha, quiet and always keen,
Arjun, the topper, dashing, serene.

"Join us in song! " Arjun's voice rang clear,
Ayesha blushed, but stayed near.
Songs filled the air, laughter and cheer,
Arjun's glances, to Ayesha dear.

Helping her with bags, his gentle way,
Consulting lessons, brightening her day.
But school days ended, they went apart,
Left with longing, a quiet heart.

Years later, adults now, they recall,
Those glances, songs, the memories small.
Messages in the air, she'd stand and read,
Longing for moments, in time's quiet speed.

Sufi's message, simple and true,
See the beauty inside, not just the view.
When time flies, hold on tight,
To the ones who bring you light.

They might be gone, but love remains,
A sweet longing, like gentle rains.