Time’s quick accretions
cling on dampened rock.

The ragged cradle
of the valley’s slopes
protects this college,
a renaissance pearl,
that’s held in mist-moist
leaves of shiny jade.

These are new found stones,
where we live and work
high on the mountain,
where the famous bird
nests in morning mist.

The college nurtures friendliness and thought,
two bright jewels of the scholar’s mind.

Jungle foliage
hides inhabitants
and some makeshift shacks.
Students, dare to think
the needful future
of our perilous world.

Energy and hope
spread warmth like fire
across the yellow sky,
that nacreous shell, prized
open above Shaw’s white pearl.

Life’s inspired questions
thrive and grow right here.