Coming To Terms With Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living in the peace of my soul as I travel by train across
India, being tantalized and allured by the simplicity of
life being lived here in a solitary state of mind.

People surviving a bare existence with little or nothing
to show for it, yet, looking into their eyes, watching
smiles grow across their gentle hearts.

Knowing they have come to terms with their way of life in
India, having a great respect for Indian people, their
culture, beliefs and acceptance of their lot in life.