How are you all, friends, I hope you are all doing well. Today I have come to share a small poem with you again. The poem suddenly came to mind.
I unexpectedly came upon a tiny bird's nest constructed of dried leaves in a corner while strolling on the roof now. Despite its tiny size, the method by which it has constructed its home is remarkable! It was then that I felt that this small creature also knows the meaning of security and love. I am a human being, my feelings are deeper. Today's poem was written from that thought. I hope you like the words of the poem.
The little bird spreads its wings in the sky,
Looking for a place in the leaves,
Building its nest in a piece of straw, dry grass
as if it were heaven.
Sitting alone on a branch,
Singing songs at dawn,
Mother bird, hoping for her chicks,
Touches the sky and brings food.
On stormy nights, rainy days,
His bond of compassion does not break,
That small wish for the future is entangled in a corner.
People are busy
having a house,
But the bird's nest
is tied with love,
Even though it is small, it does not make us cry.
This poem was written because little things can occasionally lead to profound knowledge. I realized that all living things, not just people, require love, security, and shelter after I spotted that small bird nest. This poem is a reflection of my understanding of that sense, which I sought to express in a very straightforward manner.
As I discovered when I looked at the bird's nest, I hope that reading this poem may bring you some tranquility in your heart.
