Today I saw the first cormorant
Standing on the stone platform
Black, and wings fully spread
Towards the Bandra Railway Station.
It is the first sighting
Post-monsoon this year of grace
2013 when my eyesight is ok
Despite being a diabetic for 15 years.
Wish I could be still and at peace,
Like him, and darkness personified
Without pollution of light:
Like his neighbors, the thirteen egrets.
There were three buffaloes grazing
Providing fleas and food to egrets
While the water-bird surveys them
Keeps watery distance, drying his wings.
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