The brown man in saffron
Another one in red
Some in pure white
In prayer in meditation
In lotus in kneeling in
Bowing positions
Bending to the earth
Kissing it worshipping
Nature, gods, God, and
Venerating fellowmen
In contemplation of the
Zen and peace and
In mystification and awe
And wander in wonder
The sound of a dripping
Rain the smell of incense
And candles the sight
Of mystery and innocence
When east is east
In the grandeur of simplicity
And heavenly peace
now, in orange sunset.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem