Saturday, May 14, 2016

The world through his eyes

The tiny grasshopper that greets me
As I laze around in the garden
The song bird pausing for a drink of water
Accepting my presence and flying real close
The snake that slithers around
Minding its job
The naughty cat, the playful dog

I see him in everything
He's shared his world with me
And I marvel in its glory
Hoping someday I get a tiny glimpse
Of him, not just the world through his eyes.

3 comments:

The Visitor said...

Nice poem about nature, but I don't think he (or she) exists.

Harini Padmanabhan said...

It's just about something divine, bigger than what I can understand or accept

Raji said...

the poems are getting to be good...collect them put them together