On a y-shaped twig hanging on the stream
The kingfisher was absorbed in fishy dream
Move close I told myself move as close
To make sure you shoot its meditative pose.
Instinctively manifold alert and smart
It didn’t oblige me as an object of art
But flew away with the thought in its mind
No luck now with the rascal creeping behind!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A snapshot from nature, beautifully within focus and so clear! Enjoyed this cute little write!