Poem: And Because He Was Alive…

This is an English translation of my marathi poem.  I have been writing this series of poems depicting often fleeting moments in my life that have made a tremendous visual and emotional impact on me.  Very few of them have been translated into English.  This one is an exception….  The crummy picture background is mine.  Trying to use simple water-color washes on black paper.

This happened one morning in my childhood, when I had gone to the local railway station to drop off my grandmother….