11/17/2025
Dear india, alive
Bustling, moving, breathing, becoming
Color, taste, melody
My heart swells with wonder
Dear India, so rich
Smiling faces, crowded places
Bodies clad in silk, air thick with silt
My heart aches with wonder
Dear India, so storied
The Buddha walked here, seeking a mind clear
Barefoot in the mud, from which the lotus grows
My heart weeps in gratitude
Dear India, my teacher
There is richness in poverty
There is joy in despair
Suffering as the path to enlightenment
I have found it all here.