I love reading on trains 

As all at once 

One can be deep in a book 

Whist hills that reach to the sky 

Pass unnoticed 

Trapped behind thin glass 

What are you reading 

Tagore 

He just sees things from another angle 

Give me an example 

Beauty is simply reality 
Seen with the eyes of love 

When one travels 

As we are doing today 

On this rapid train 

We feast our eyes 

Without considering the reality 

Of our journey 

It is a common mistake