Thursday, June 12, 2014

My heart leaps up when I behold Hummers in the patio, You are the great gift of God, stirred by the beauty of nature


As spring commences, I start planting plants in my patios
Trees and plants bloom, birds make the environment alive

My heart leaps up when I behold Hummers in the patio
Like me Hummers are early birds, unlike them I make my tea

As I sit down at my kitchen table, I look through my window
Watching games played by the Hummers with my flowers

Giving hundreds of kisses to flowers was the part of play
When I was unaware, I thought there are few crazy birds 

While I enjoy my morning tea, sucking the nectar is your joy
Your magnificent aerial dance is like a floating ballet

Your steady hovering in the air was the magical show of life
Oh God, thy art is magnificent, it is the wonder of the world 

Seeing you all daily in different colors, my eyes remain thirsty
I thought you are trying to impress me, hope I am not wrong

You do not know how much I love you, I prepare feeder for you             
Seeing you every spring morning, make my day inspired

You sing chirp- chirp-chirp, feathers make chirping sound too
Your wing flapping beats more than fifty five per second 

Ooh so tiny, you are only four inch long and weigh four gram
Your needle-like bill is unique to lick nectar from the flowers 

Hovering in one place by your pliable speedy flapping wings 
Long hovering makes you to suck out the nectar of flowers

You have tiny legs and feet but are not quite good at walking
Capable of flying with the speed of fifty five miles per hour

Helicopters cannot copy your skills, engineers get lost in design
They want to mimic you to spy, to scout out safe combat zones

You are the great gift of God, stirred by the beauty of nature   
Hummers, you reflect evidence for the presence of creator


Author: Ramesh M. Gohil


Monday, June 2, 2014

Letter-5: Cuckoo Song: Koyal Singing Cuckoo, Cuckoo ... spring at our door


Cuckoo's  Song ...spring at our doors


Cuckoo, hearing your sweet voice, Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo
My heart feels as if a great Guru is chanting a magic Mantra  



Koyal Singing Cuckoo, Cuckoo ...      spring at our door    

Cuckoo, hearing your sweet voice, Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo
My heart feels as if a great Guru is chanting a magic Mantra 

Mother, darling of the spring is our guest, spring at our door    
Sun likes Cuckoo too, now on days will be longer and longer

Hearing Cuckoo’s mantra, plants and trees bloom for our joy
They put on colorful clothes, the flowers are spraying perfumes

It is season to walk in the forest, let us enjoy the beauty of nature
Some tell you nightingale, some Koyal, you are great energizer

Why do you sing Cuckoo while your spouse sings kik-kik-kik?
Your whole family makes different sounds just as we human do

 O so shy, I look you in woods, why do you hide from human?  
 O black beauty, flying colors of your family makes eyes still  
         
I rejoice that you are chosen as the state bird of Pondicherry
Hearing your singing babies stop crying, mothers’ joy flourishes  

Mother says you are clever, you never hatch your own chicks 
You lay your eggs in crows’ nests as they are great care takers

Tell us secrets of your sweet voice, is it that you suck birds’ eggs?
Think of parents who really desire babies, in life never hurt others

You appear in April and start beating the drum till May ends
As you cry more Cuckoos, summer’s end draw near and near

Like me you do not like the monsoon and winter, so fly away
O lucky, you have wings for flying far, we fly only in dreams

But I do not want to miss you, father brought me a Cuckoo clock
Let me know where you go, so I will follow you to that pretty land


Author: Ramesh M. Gohil