Light that leaves a trace, A tribute to Dr Stya Paul: Poem By Jasmine Kaur, Apeejay School, Greater Noida

 breeze that carries no impurity

Is one that hides no lies.

It drifts along, from tree to tree,

And leaves its mark, sharp and wise.

He was the flame, not one that fumes,

The steady glow in dim-lit rooms.

The kind that brightens through its wounds,

And softly blooms where shadow looms.

A visionary beyond mere gain,

The candle that sparks the unlit flame.

Unstained though wax may drip in vain,

A tender smile that guides, not claims.

An ardent heart and an affable soul,

Forever urging all to soar.

And eternity has faded his presence, but remember! The stars fade, not their essence.

Poem By Jasmine Kaur

Apeejay School, Greater Noida