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Coffee house
With tray in hand
A smart turban upon his head
He brings us coffee
The illustration is from my new book about travels in India:
Mile stone
Many miles to go
This stone is going nowhere
So it seems to me
Rain drops
There is beauty
Even when clouds above are grey
And rain is falling
The way the wind blows
On a weathervane
Two birds perch perilously
Before the wind blows
Stepping forward in time
Step through the door
It will take you to the future
In a cosmic world
This door is in the garden of Charles Jenck’s Cosmic House in London’s Kensington
Art from scraps
From scraps of cloth
Chosen and sewn together with care
A quilt is made
A very pleasant passageway
A walk along
Sicilian Avenue is
Always quite calming
Road runner
It’s been around a while
Still running like a dream
In West Hampstead town
Henna on the hand
They call it mehndi
It decorates hands finely
It’s done with henna
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