This poem was a reflection of my thoughts after spending some quality time near the cage of an Indian Eagle at a zoo in Chennai.
One day I found myself alongside an Eagle,
There with ordinary creatures he was to mingle.
Soon I found that the spite had not touched him,
Nor his gleaming eyes had become pale and dim.
He had to share 'the small world' with so many others.
But he asked me to click my device and squeaked, 'Who bothers! '
I soon noticed that he had managed to keep his grace.
He was the divinity in disguise, and nothing else!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem