Reflection #2

And you tire yourself out relentlessly looking for answers, when all you have to do is rephrase the question

Nature’s Angel

The fierce sun shone uninhibited,

Through powerless fleeting clouds,

Pushed through thirsty brown leaves,

Heated up the fractured ground.

And heated up a mound of flesh,

Featherless, fallen off his nest.

His mother’s cries sounded like silence

Mixed with foliage and cricket chirps.

And a pair of yellow eyes watched-

The little bird on the naked ground.

The forest saw his regal wings,

Swooping down upon a helpless prey,

But negated nature’s course as

He stopped abruptly on his way.

Circled round and round above

The helpless one on the burning ground.

The forest watched in silent awe-

A hooded beak hovering broad,

His gigantic shadow never left the bird.

And the fierce sun failed to heat up

Through the regal, wild, Godly gird.

Via Daily Post: Shadow