Tune In - It's There Poem by Sumita Jetley

In the city's heart, 'neath monoliths so tall,
Layla sought the truth, beyond the library's wall.
'Knowledge, are you bound in books upon my shelf?
Or are you something more, a part of our own self? '

Whispers of the ancients, through her soul, they sweep,
Sufi wisdom calls, awakening from sleep.
'Seek not in pages alone, ' the spirits gently chide,
'True knowing is a flame that burns from deep inside.'

Through crowded streets she walks, the winds begin to speak,
In quiet corners found, is the truth that she does seek.
It's in the helping hand, the loving glance, the sigh,
The moments of pure silence, when the self is nigh.

She learns that every heart she meets is a page to read,
Every moment of her life, a seed of knowledge's deed.
For in the pulse of the city, the rush and the still,
Layla finds the answers that the quietude instill.

In every person's story, in every tear and smile,
In every drop of rain that falls upon the mile,
In the dance of the leaves, in the rhythm of the streets,
Layla reads the knowledge that her heart now completes.

Now, Layla's every step, a verse of life's great poem,
Each day a stanza new, in the city's tome.
Her soul - the reader, the writer, and the lore,
In the urban mosaic, a seeker evermore.