A crow is not a nightingale
There are no odes written on him.
No one ever likes his songs,
No heart aches at his cawing.
If only we could see the beauty,
In those pitch black wings.
Or hear the valuable story,
Embedded in those notes shrill.
If only we could see -
What God sees in every being.
A touch of His love.
A tinge of ethereal beauty.
If only we could see the beauty! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Age old wisdom says that there is no comparison between a crow and nightingale. Will anybody see through the game plan of the God Almighty- The Creator. Thanks for sharing. I quote: If only we could see - What God sees in every being.
Thank you sir.You comment is truly insightful showing the very essence of this poem