Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Song of Life


Life starts at the break of dawn,
The sun god appearing on the horizon
Of the azure sky like a peridot
spreading it's soothing warmth 
Making golden patterns on the water
Swaying gently in rhythm
with the gentle caress of the wind
A set pattern, of daily walk
The sylvan park, our district park
Seemingly everything looks same
Yet there is always a new sight a new story
However small..nature does tell us all.
One day I see the angelic beauties
Gliding majestically in a neat row
Like a marching parade
Resounding the atmosphere
With their Colossal quack?
Then on a moron side path
Grains strewn by people and a friendly call
Pigeon's parrots seven sisters, maynahs and peacocks
Chattering and eating their meal in harmony
No less than a round table conference
A harmony worth learning
For us humans.
The sight of peacock pair
Perched atop the the highest branch
A sight so rare to come accross
Adorning the green Foliage
Singing their unmindful morning song,
deep throttle cooing,
For everyone to hear.
Majestically displaying their presence to all
Their authority none to defy
In the role of a guardian to one and all.
Kiren Babal
11.6.2015