My
pigeons are like a legion, navigating to perfection,
Never alone flying, always in a group;
As the leader leads the rest follow
And yet some one or the other dares to fly alone to the heights
What a sight to see, acrobatics one could never imagine
Almost as in a Russian circus somersaults, gymnastics and trapezing in the air
Unbelievable sight keeping the eyes glued and breathless
What grace and poise in the air a rare miracle to see
And they descent from sublime heights spreading their wings, tails and feathers
Not even the best air craft monitored by machine can reach this perfection
No crash landing or catching fire any time
Soft landing, fluttering in the air with wings outstretched and tails wide spread
It’s all in the wings and the tail and the feathers
Calculated to absolute precision, ensuring safe landing.
Every morning I whistle and they look here and there for a moment
Soon they spread their wings, tails and descent from heights,
Where they were perched waiting for my habitual arrival and whistling,
Signaling their time for feeding and rhythmic fluttering.
It’s a treat to the guest who accompanies me to the garden
Soothing sight, breathing peace in the midst of tension and strife.
Doves with olive branches have been symbols of peace form Noah’s time
Peace that we all crave for in a world full of strife
There come the angels of peace with the clarion silent whisper “Shalom”
If only we could just gaze on the uplifting sight of pigeons, doves- angels of peace
Perched aloft on the terrace and descent down with poise and grace
Listening to your call to feed on wheat and grains of choice.
Those hatching, never leave their nest
Fully focused on sitting and warming the eggs they have laid
Undisturbed, oblivious of their own personal needs
One aims to bring new life, a new set of pigeons to whisper to the world
“Shalom”, “Peace”, “Aslam Walekum”, “Om Shanti”,
In your hearts and homes, villages, cities and countries.
Peace that will last, transcending the boundaries of cast and creed.
Much to learn from my pigeons, doves and birds that I love.
Never alone flying, always in a group;
As the leader leads the rest follow
And yet some one or the other dares to fly alone to the heights
What a sight to see, acrobatics one could never imagine
Almost as in a Russian circus somersaults, gymnastics and trapezing in the air
Unbelievable sight keeping the eyes glued and breathless
What grace and poise in the air a rare miracle to see
And they descent from sublime heights spreading their wings, tails and feathers
Not even the best air craft monitored by machine can reach this perfection
No crash landing or catching fire any time
Soft landing, fluttering in the air with wings outstretched and tails wide spread
It’s all in the wings and the tail and the feathers
Calculated to absolute precision, ensuring safe landing.
Every morning I whistle and they look here and there for a moment
Soon they spread their wings, tails and descent from heights,
Where they were perched waiting for my habitual arrival and whistling,
Signaling their time for feeding and rhythmic fluttering.
It’s a treat to the guest who accompanies me to the garden
Soothing sight, breathing peace in the midst of tension and strife.
Doves with olive branches have been symbols of peace form Noah’s time
Peace that we all crave for in a world full of strife
There come the angels of peace with the clarion silent whisper “Shalom”
If only we could just gaze on the uplifting sight of pigeons, doves- angels of peace
Perched aloft on the terrace and descent down with poise and grace
Listening to your call to feed on wheat and grains of choice.
Those hatching, never leave their nest
Fully focused on sitting and warming the eggs they have laid
Undisturbed, oblivious of their own personal needs
One aims to bring new life, a new set of pigeons to whisper to the world
“Shalom”, “Peace”, “Aslam Walekum”, “Om Shanti”,
In your hearts and homes, villages, cities and countries.
Peace that will last, transcending the boundaries of cast and creed.
Much to learn from my pigeons, doves and birds that I love.
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