Rice Fields. Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

The field filled with a quarter
Of water, which stayed still,
Full of life, bugs crawling
On the leaves of paddy plants,
Dragonflies flying around,
Crabs crawling on the boundaries,
Fishes swimming gaily
In the small waterways,
Waterfowls, cranes cacthing
In the field, small paddy flower shoots,
swaying the soft wind
With a musical murmur,
Walking on the pathway,
With an love song, a folklore
On the lips, life was seperate,
Sweet, endearing The wind
Wishing a bumper crop
To the farmers, life is
Serene and pure in the paddy field.