Karnataka I shall call her, our mother, our earth
Guests we are, but are we just, are we her worth

To look out any window on any given day
Weathers of all sorts simply blows ones breath away

To argue with her intentions, to her we can not preach
She's so uncomplicated so beautiful, so out of reach

This delicate flame of desire so calm after the rains
To us humans it's strange behaviour, for all we do is complain

Do we think her time stands still, this heart of stone
We are here at her right time, we should bow to her throne