From a bitty batty bird to a graceful swan
Every shade she display
I waited for her from dusk to dawn
When snap she had flown away
I lifted my gaze to stare at horizon
Cold morning I shuddered
Some unspoken unrealized expectation
Strange are the ways of love I wondered
Unaware of my perplexity
She was sitting on her nest on a branch right above me
Rearranging twigs & leaves with great nitty-gritty
Fortuitously I looked at her & so did she
Funny feeling to know she was here all along
Laughed I did with an unexpected glee
I couldn't stop myself from staring at her for long
She tilted her head as if something is wrong with me
Enervated of this hide & seek game
I wished her presence to be forever with me
Seemingly she was mulling the same
I winked at her and she chirped at me
Then it struck me in that cold winter
Her world is the vast skies where she flies free
To try to hold her is to lose her
Unfettered unheld she would eternally be with me
So I observe her go away at her own accord
Watching her flight in the skies above from a distance
Every evening I go and sit under the same tree
And inevitably she is there waiting for me...
