The sky- Ganges flows above my head
I at 8000 metres above the earth,
The river 1000meter above me,
the white stream flow closely tight
the black cloud flows fast,
all towards east in restlessness,
The shadows of clouds fall on earth,
western to the clouds,
Rivers on earth seen in their serpentine curl,
Beautiful poem based on scince. One can't imagine the moving of earth if he isn't above the earth more than 8000 metres. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poem with a feel of an out of this world experience? .............well written.
Thank you Tom.