Page 64 - Cogito, ergo sum

An Ode to Greatness

Picking up a pen, pretty rare these days,
Pursued by Greatness personified, with grace,
Calm as her name suggests, Shanthi Simon Mam stays,
Optimistic and encouraging, even in the face of delays or
laze,

Affectionately called Shasi Mam, she continues to amaze,
Guiding, diverting, side stepping and leading through
life’s maze,
A pivotal role backing students with such unwavering trust
plays,
In terms of moulding and empowering them, huge
dividends it pays,
For perpetuity, her legacy, through ink, people and
customs, stays.
To name a few that I do know of, Reflections and annual
stage plays,
Seeds for which were sown right in front of my eyes,
All these for PEC literary club; and even more,
Unbeknown to me, watered with care and ensured to
thrive independently.
Grace by Greatness, and grace for inexplicable haze.
Inexplicable? Not really, since these days,
Reading a book or any literary activity so sparse,

A needle drop in a gargantuan haystack carves,
A huger dent than this optimistic attempt - still a bit
coarse,
For farewells require a greater homage with no remorse,
Yet a modest collection of expressions of inconsistent
metre, I submit,
With the belief that with a caring sieve, Greatness doth
accept and admit.

Erstwhile self blessed with literary ammunition,
Whence ‘Cogito ergo sum’ drives discussion,
Current self attempting a swan song,
Bowing to Greatness, for rekindling all along,

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