I love to hear the crying wolf
When winter moon is here
I love to hear the singing birds
As the sunlight disappears.
I find my calm in stars around
In the night, my serenity,
The glowing fireflies reminding me
Of all that’s never been.
The buds that burned
In the forest fires,
The seeds that died before
They grew higher.
The baby deer was gone before
It could run till its limbs became sore.
Fall makes leaves fall and leave
And spring brings back the buds
New cubs and litters when I see
With joy my heart is flooded.
I see all things that are today
I think of all that's lost and stray
I frown when crows and blood I see
I smile at the singing canary.
And as the sun rises again,
I make my daily prayer
May nature thrive forevermore
And earth ne'er lose it's layers.
For all I can do is watch and pray
That is my blessing and curse
I am the Queen of time they say,
Yet no loss I can reverse.
Editor: Durva Shesh