Walking under the hot Sun
I saw an object
like a stone, it looked
till I came near
Oh! it was a tiny bird
coming out of the egg
new born baby
staring at me
the look of the Almighty....
sky watching it
air nourishing the baby
wings getting ready
I walked past the bird
but as I returned
within minutes
the bird had been in the sky
Birth....
the mysterious process
makes every creature
indebted to the Almighty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Birth of almighty in all creatures, well captured, sharing is thanked