searching for sustenance and shelter,
searching for warmth from generous passers by,
which are few and far between.
Warmth, from blanket or shawl,
or the flicker of tinder’s of a golden flame.
Distant eyes, searching for meaning,
hope, a life beyond a world seemed lost,
a life where hardship isn’t a burden, but rewarded,
full of possibilities and prosperity.
Happy eyes; A glow with dreams untouchable,
but dreams that fulfil a moment To make them smile…
Genuinely moved that David from The Herbert Art Gallery and Museum wrote this poem in response to my People of India exhibition. Thank you David. I have chosen this portrait taken in Kolkata to accompany it.