Tirthankar’s poem features a young sapling dancing near an ancient tree, symbolising growth, observation, and quiet mentorship across generations, resembling an old man, exclusively for Different Truths.
A sapling grows near the steps, not far from a tree, knotty and gnarled with age, observes its childish ecstasy. The sapling grows, uncared for, like a kitten at play near its mother, the old tree watches night and day. It lowers its hoary boughs and blesses and sees it grow. Happy and unruffled by the gathering storm the tree is like the old man of a musty old-age hom
Picture design by Anumita Roy, Different Truths