After the day's toil, two little squirrels climbing tall pipeline settled in attic of my house;
Our attic is their home living since sometime sans their mother nearby and they live life;
Independently they search for food, sing, play and live a contented life in Nature;
As a Poet, I wish a happy life in my attic as their home forever to share their joy with me!
Morning, afternoon and evening, I see how they are living independently sans mother;
They are really Nature's children we have to learn a lot seeing their guts in this world;
They have found out hidden treasure to live life singing, playing and feeding food themselves;
Their adventurous life is very simple life to live, but we suffer for nothing unlike them ever!
For, we have neglected and go by material development polluting environment;
That has changed climate and is bringing heaviest rains suddenly by depression in sea;
Suffering a lot by natural disasters in cities, towns, villages and nations, we learn our mistakes;
We have to respect and live in harmony with Nature like the squirrels do and live joyfully!
We are not masters of our fates, but Nature is being mother, friend, philosopher and guide;
The sooner we correct our way of life, better will be our life in this world of paradise forever!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In a nutshell, we have to be grateful to nature....I can't agree more!