As I gaze through the window of my moving train,
I watch the river flow underneath us once again.
Inside the A/C coach comfortably we travel,
To explore Isha Yoga Center and its mysteries unravel.
I peep out the window and feel inspired,
To click a picture that's very much admired.
As I make a travel post on Hive,
To write a poem I felt the drive.
I hope you liked this poem of mine,
If so I think like a bright diamond I shine.
As I gaze through the window of my moving train,
I watch the river flow underneath us once again.
