The Right Mind Poem by DR KUSUMITA MUKHERJEE

The broken fence beckons me to an uninvited terrain
I proceed with tame footsteps.
Should I or should I not
Tamper, tread upon?

Wildly beautiful
Grandly red
Above and below.
The sky bleeds beauty
The earth beams with drops of blood.

A child looks at me with curious eyes.
She wants to ask- - "Why- - haven't you ever seen the flame of the forest? "
Yes of course I have.
But today I have the right mind to feel its beauty, know its name, carry it back home.