Vista from a Moving Train

As far as the eye can see the carpet is green

Earth dressed in her best so she can preen.

Far away in the clouds someone watching the drama

Earth looks verdant view from the top, panorama.

 

River gently following, in no rush to mate with her lover, the sea

The morning rush has begun people moving around, pacy

Morning dew on the leaf gleaming like a gem

A hymn escapes from my lips, thinking of Him

Bare Chested man sitting with his morning newspaper

His wife in the kitchen, breakfast she needs to prepare.

Amid the cloud I see a splash golden hue

Thoughts like clouds drift among friends who and who

 

Different colors of the buildings come to the view as the train goes by

Signs of a big city approaching nearby

Fitness seekers in their brisk walk left right

Words emerge in the mind intake of all this sight

God's own country goes the tagline

Temple, mosques and churches dot the landscape and it’s all a good sign

Appam and hoppers makes me drool, the country cuisine

Nature and people on a balance, how else, it’s all fine.