There is another sky

Ever agitated and unfair

And there is another sunshine

Through it be darkness there

Our eyes are tired of watching the horizon

For a sight as red as blood

To appear out of nowhere

The only thing that compares this scene

All the gifts are sent by God

A poem, a picture, a melodic sound

That inspires us to live

Live more fully in this goldfish bowl

And to move

At our heart’s direction

Into the flow of destiny

                                                                    ~ Monalisa Parida

                                                                           India