Wednesday, August 18, 2021

The Nest


I wake up and sleep to see

An intricate work of nature

An exhibition of stick science

Inherited by birds by nature.

I marvel at the engineering of birds

Building their nest at such intricate

To rightly balance wind and height

And to endure storms and rain.

Each bird kind builds unique nests;

Like ravens built with sticks,

That just outreach from my balcony

The only closer encounter with a nest.

The eggs hatched into chicks

The ravens kept watching their nest

Day or night, they work together

To ensure that nowhere it unravels.

Every glance at the nest is a marvel;

Indefinable feel embrace

At the interlace of the sticks

How indifferently they couldn't build. 

9 comments:

carol l mckenna said...

Wonderful photo of the nest and excellent poetry ~ nature has some marvelous creations ~ Xo

Living in the moment,

A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)

Sandi said...

There is great beauty in nature. Maybe all the beauty.

Nancy Chan said...

Nature is amazing. I get very excited whenever I see a bird's nest in my garden. I never seen one for some time.

Libby said...

As a city and urban person, I have never seen a bird's nest before.

eileeninmd said...

Hello,

Love the poem and the view of the bird's nest.
Take care, enjoy your weekend!

Twilight Man said...

Birds often use their instincts to choose the safest spots to build their nests. Chinese believe it's good luck to see a nest in your own garden.

rudraprayaga said...

Beautiful! Yes, nature provides all the bliss, when we are with her.

kestrel said...

Amazing that animals make their own homes with whatever is available. Interesting poem you have created from what you saw.

~Lavender Dreamer~ said...

How beautiful!