Sunrise in Agra

If my emotions I felt from this vision, were riches
They could rejuvenate this dirty earth
That lies beneath my feet
If the sensations that I’m feeling
Conducted a tune
It would dance in my ears
Like a beautiful birdsong
Drowning out the noise pollution
That saturates the air
The sun beats down to create pearls of sweat
And adds to the culmination of spices in my nose
The smiles on these poor faces look wealthier
Than any that pass me on the concrete streets
Head to toe in designer labels
The fine fabrics strewn across brown skin
Brighter than any shop window I’ve seen
Lavish colours draped from every corner
And ornate bells decorate mucky toes
Cheerfully skipping and jingling on bare feet
Hand in hand, rows of beaming grins
Enchanting laughter prancing around me
I can’t understand their words
But they sound contented all the same
Even though none of their possessions
Are worth much at all
It’s captivating to see such satisfaction from life
And in the backdrop of this scene the most mesmerising structure
Endeavoured to create beauty
From thousands of diligent hands
Such time and attentiveness it seems
Would never have a place in the world we’re in now
And I appreciate so much the reflection
That walking here has helped me find

By Kiri Gray ©