Bliss.

Bliss.

Monday, March 15, 2021

Ecological Equations



  



Tender rays of sunshine upon the forest floor,

The glistening leaves glowing amidst the misted veil,

A peacock screams looking at the rising sun,

While tiny parakeets flutter out of their nests.


A faraway langur calls out from the treetops,

A herd of deer look out in vigilance,

A fawn grazes amidst the grass blissfully unaware,

While stealthy footprints mark the predators entry.


The rustling leaves betray a hint,

The blowing winds waft a deceptive scent,

The majestic carnivore marks his entry with grace,

While his dainty prey dash ahead on this deathly chase.


Elsewhere a bluewinged beauty takes flight from the treetops,

The sloth bear ambles around for termite treats,

Meditative gaurs graze with their feathered friend perched upon their back,

And a solitary mongoose scuttles across the track.


Noisy rustling and heavy footfalls precede the next entry,

Led by the matriarch, the pachyderms trumpet their way through the forest,

Nestled in their midst is their little one,

To protect their own, they stop at none.


And just like that, in a world of their own,

The creatures of the forest lived in harmony.

Untrampled by man, away from civilization 

Nature exists as a balanced equation.