Sky From The Train's Window

Train moving at a brisk pace Passing by the lush green fields Over the river, besides the mountains Taking its course on a set path Carrying passengers to their destination The night sky from the train's window Invited my attention to glare at the stars Performing a grandeur show of nonstop twinkling What does the earth do and how it looks? With umpteen species and tons of resources It must be dancing to some emotional song of life And we see the stars decorating the galaxy Although near to earth we seldom understand its pain How many kings and paupers it had slowed Good and bad, rich and poor's Have they seen the night sky with equal fascination? Have they counted twinkling of stars as blessings. What their eyes saw and heart perceived is buried in the resting minds But the night show on sky is on and on…