LUKE’S TRAVEL DIARY: INDIA

Images from a recent trip to India

Images from a recent trip to India. Shot while working with our long standing partners this photo diary sums up the magic and majesty the region and reminds me of a favourite poem…

The deserted temple by Vijay Nambisan

The god is gone. His cave is bare.
In shadow from the sun
The clotted bats hang from the roof.
Below, the scorpions run
And pious folk no longer come
Lest evil should be done.

Ruins of flowers on the floor
Bear imprints of his feet.
They point through the door into
The many-miraged heat.
His voice was heard. His fragrance kept
This prisoned air once sweet.

His voice was heard: It told his tribe
To leave this sun-cursed hill.
They went, and left his dwelling here.
They went; it was his will.
Who piled these stones knows when he comes
And where he stays until.