The Call of Nature

Photo by Michael Block on

Beginning of the day the rooster makes its call,

The sun appears slowly from the clouds,

It’s the season for the migratory birds who come visit from far,

In a line pattern they fly,

Sky above so blue and clear,

Reflects on the water below ,

The water flowing gently with a soothing sound,

The pebbles visible in the clear water,

When felt the water seems so cold and freezing,

The water trickles down from the high mountains,

Mist covers the top,

A cloud sits on it as a crown,

The air so cold and clean,

It is the nature which is so dear,

Without which all of us will fall…


The Long Road

A journey planned down the road,

The ocean following us side by side,

All the laughter and the fun giggles,

The noise indoors,

The journey together which holds dear,

The confusion and chaos of losing our way,

Dozens of paper maps and virtual maps at display,

That picnic stops for hunger,

That brown basket which has our delicious sandwiches,

The excitement of the journey ahead,

The wild goose chase that we all love,

It’s the journey that matters,

Oh, how I miss those days,

As the destination awaits…