A Ramble Through The Woods
Nature has always inspired me , and this poem was triggered as I rambled in the Bharatpur bird sanctuary , Rajasthan, inhaling the sights and sounds that the rich wilderness had to offer. The babblers, the snake birds, the Sarus cranes,the bulbuls, the parakeets ,the drongos and, the magpie robins- what a rich bonanza it had to offer!
The bountiful nature lies scattered all around us, we need to snatch a few moments from our harassed lives , and stand and stare at the wealth that nature brings to us. The squirrels foraging for food, the monkeys hurling themselves from trees,chattering away, the myriad birds , with their incredible flamboyance are indeed a sight for sore eyes , and a balm for drooping spirits. Whenever my spirits droop, I have only to dip into this treasure trove of memories, and lo and behold, my spirits are uplifted.
Poetry Month Special
Nature was joyously flaunting its goods
As I merrily rambled through the woods
A happy leaf broke into a welcoming jig
On my face bringing a smile big
By its transience undeterred
It danced on unfettered.
From behind a thicket, a partridge scurried away
As dark clouds in anger started to sway
Trying to imprison the sun and roared
Yearning to shower the watery wrath stored.
An emaciated monkey with a mute plea
Looked forlornly at me.
A tiny boy, on his mouth a finger
Stared at a regal kingfisher .
The Chinese coots merrily sailed
As the laughing doves assailed
The green bee-eaters little
Gorging on dragonflies brittle.
A couple of hares on their haunches stood
No longer scavenging for morsels of food
Goggling eyes, ears twitching
Every moment was ah, so enriching.
Lo and behold, the clouds with the sun had a truce
Plumping themselves up to look spruce
Their silver linings they rearranged
The bemused wind danced like one deranged.
The Brahmini duck and the black headed ibis
Formed a cocoon of pure bliss
Happy sunbeams filtered through the trees
A tiny fawn snuggled up to its mother
Who, its baby , started to nuzzle and smother
Snow white clouds now frolicked under a vivid sky
My heart pricked to the sounds of a time worn lullaby .
One look at this rich carnival of nature
And the puny me increased in stature.
Spellbound by nature’s harmony
In creating this amazing symphony
By the scene ensnared
I stared and stared
Creativity’s sublime rhyme
Unfolding before me as though for the first time.
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