Dewy eyed, dawn, twittering songsters
Eagerly awaiting the golden streaks
To lighten up the world
For the early worm to catch.
In a tiny nest, the she bird’s pride-
Geared for her first flight,
With mounting excitement.
Wings gathering balance
Circled in the air
With swan like grace.
Under the watchful eyes
Of the adoring pair.
The he bird singing hymns
Heralding the sun, flew mirthfully
Cheering the little one, inspiring her to fly
Higher and higher, to race with the wind.
Oblivious to the sorrowful joy colonizing
The mother-mind tenderly visualizing
The young one in a nest of her own
Chosen by her beloved for a new life.
liked these lines very much: The mother-mind tenderly visualizing The young one in a nest of her own Chosen by her beloved for a new life. you hve a fine flow of language. i liked ur poem very much. thank u for sharing
So wonderful! Simply superb.10/10. 'The mother-mind tenderly visualizing The young one in a nest of her own Chosen by her beloved for a new life.' This the cycle of life! Please read my poem 'Thoughts Spun Around A Bird's Nest' which is written on similar lines.
When nestlings fly away to far away skies, the mother bird sits lonely in her nest to start another round of new life! Beautifully portrayed! !
New n est.. new life..an awakening poem Lovely! ; D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very moving. My young one just flew to her first nest. Though you make it sound much more beautiful than whe does! I will read this many and often today.