Traveling by train across India, seeing the countryside
in all it's stark beauty, standing out upon photographic
screens now.
Bringing me such pleasure as my mind watches it go by,
taking a place within intellect where it enters poetry,
a totally fascinating experience.
Giving my heart joy as I learn more about India with
every mile encompassed, a simple and beautiful way of
life lying before me along the way.
Grass roofs, huts alongside of skyscrapers rising into
the atmosphere, an anomaly to behold, one of humanity's
imperfections, that of poverty and wealth living together
in a disparity of equality.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem