Enlighten Me...

Enlighten me, my dear little bird,
Are you always in concert all time
Don’t you have any more sorrows?
Don’t you go to any flying school?

You calm down while perching on tree tops,
You buzz when you are drained and
Fly as high as you wish for,
However, can I do all these?

Sitting on a swing and
Swaying in the wind gives me elegance!
You fly all over the blue sky,
How do you contain this bliss?

Oh bird, the way you cross hills; lakes; rivers;
leaves a picture in the mind and
how you settle on top of
huge crocodiles and elephants!

Oh dearest celestial-winged creature,
You are free-for-all fun and play
and now it all tempts me to become a little bird.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI