Marshlands Of India Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out a window into a field of green where three
buffalo are grazing, white cranes crowding around them.

One flying just a little to get upon one of their backs,
a beautiful and picturesque side of nature.

A quality of life that cannot be equaled or repeated by
any human being.

Shaking their heads, ears flapping, tasting the delicacies
of Mother Nature's greenery.

Patterns expressed over and over through many more moments
of memories on earth as I watch it all from my friend's
dining room window in Cochin, India.