Subbaraman N V (31st July 1941 / Karaikkudi - Tamilnadu- India)
Birds of Siberia
Great Creator of this beautiful world
Fortunate I am to see this mystic mould
Insects and worms, reptiles and fishes
Birds and animals in myriad hues one wishes
Every creation has a message to deliver
Every section has a lesson to ponder!
Season discomfort, climate wild, water scarce
Making dynamism of men and women a farce
Beautiful Ruffs and lovely Reaves
All from central Asia and Eastern Europe leave
For comfortable sanctuary of South Indian coast
Sans mariner's compus, rador, computers men may boast
Fly all their way with their tender wings
Thousands of miles to return by Spring!
You and I high fly mortals
Groan and mourn under portals
Of famine and flood, quake and cyclone - nature's fury
Sent to mend the ways of society - Nature sitting as jury!
Let us fly to greener pasture
Just as ruffs and reeves do at India
Earn ouir life and joy and go into rapture
Taking message from the birds of Siberia!
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