The Song Of Earth Poem by Namita Rani Panda

The trees with freshly unfurled leaves, yellow, pink and green
Rustling gently bathed in warm sunshine,
The tightly furled buds slowly unfurling
To reveal their bold bright glory so alluring
announcing the arrival of the splendid Spring
The breeze swooshing and whooshing in merriment
Being mad with their sweet smelling scent
kisses and caress them in great excitement
The squirrels scurrying up the trees in spree
The crickets without intervention hum chee, chee
In chorus an absolute song in perfect rhyme and rhythm
The cuckoo joins in Nature's melody, so sweet and solemn!

The glistening plastic flags of varied colours
Flap and flutter to harangue the glory of their respective leaders
Like the lolling tongues they below and scream
So jarring, boring and utterly tiring!
Helicopters whirl, whack, wheeze
Hundred times
Booming, banging, buzzing,
Sputtering, squeaking, squashing
Roaring, ripping, etching, ear-piercing
Cacophony rises to crescendo
That subdued the mellifluous song of the cuckoo
Squirrels, to save themselves from screeching, hide in the thickets
For a while it seems an abrupt break of the orchestra of the crickets.

But the humming of crickets continues through out the day till night
With no fright
Not shocked or silenced by the blasts
The tattered flags flown by the wind roll on the dust
The leafing branches in graceful gestures
Celebrate the triumph of Nature
The crickets hum the song of life, love being its lyric
And warmth in the music;
A tonic to the tired souls,
So soothing and soulful!
The song of violence is silenced by the song of Earth
That fills the air with an aroma of mirth!