Birds and a loud saw
With the waves on the beach below
Fill my ears just now
Words fit together
But they can never really say
How India is
Rain last I see
Leaves a sweet scent in the air
For you, were you here
OR
For me, lucky me
Cloudy and so hot
Palm trees, flowers, saris, beach
Kovalam this week
Leaving the music
Of the waves behind, why then
Do I still hear them?
Indian eyes are
Dark and calm and arrive with
A smile if you look
When will I be back/
Now is when I have returned
This flood of words rolls
Learning to look close
Pay attention, India does that
to me, maybe to you
Today's rain and heat
Fog my glasses but open
My heart to the sky
Green leaves, wet with rain
Shine and bounce as each drop falls
Such green hands praying
What could be better?
My India and my love
Together right now
What inspires me here?
The list is too long to write
Just look around you
I see way more trees
Than I can possibly count
Green, yellow and brown
Birds call out so loud
As the evening draws closer
The end of a day
The rain has stopped now
Only the sound of drippings
Water from the trees
When the music stopped
I never heard the last note
But now I hear the birds
Gandhi-ji taught peace
Which begins in one's own heart
And spreads where you go
Communal Indi
A is not like where I live
We live for the one
I can find these things
Nowhere else but India
My true heart feels home
Each visit makes clear
This is my spirit's true home
I might never leave
With the waves on the beach below
Fill my ears just now
Words fit together
But they can never really say
How India is
Rain last I see
Leaves a sweet scent in the air
For you, were you here
OR
For me, lucky me
Cloudy and so hot
Palm trees, flowers, saris, beach
Kovalam this week
Leaving the music
Of the waves behind, why then
Do I still hear them?
Indian eyes are
Dark and calm and arrive with
A smile if you look
When will I be back/
Now is when I have returned
This flood of words rolls
Learning to look close
Pay attention, India does that
to me, maybe to you
Today's rain and heat
Fog my glasses but open
My heart to the sky
Green leaves, wet with rain
Shine and bounce as each drop falls
Such green hands praying
What could be better?
My India and my love
Together right now
What inspires me here?
The list is too long to write
Just look around you
I see way more trees
Than I can possibly count
Green, yellow and brown
Birds call out so loud
As the evening draws closer
The end of a day
The rain has stopped now
Only the sound of drippings
Water from the trees
When the music stopped
I never heard the last note
But now I hear the birds
Gandhi-ji taught peace
Which begins in one's own heart
And spreads where you go
Communal Indi
A is not like where I live
We live for the one
I can find these things
Nowhere else but India
My true heart feels home
Each visit makes clear
This is my spirit's true home
I might never leave
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