The Birds of Candaba

Hail ! Migrant birds,
hordes of feathery forms
in colorful hues !
Airborne gentle creatures
lured by munificent swamps
the wet lands of Candaba.

The  heavenly skies
deltas and marshes on the main
are but their vast domain
amidst hazy clouds, azure
our views obscure
In broad daylight
what great flight,
soaring to great heights
like spirits they glide.

Broad wings in full span
the flocks take plunge,
down in a dash
poor fishes in splash
preys pitifully borne away.
what plentiful howls
feasts for waterfowls
in the marsh .

The admirable preciseness,
one sweep in a hiss
birds glide high anew
wings flutter at will
their very sinews
flying in unstoppable drill
what tireless pursuits
their fragile frames house
the predators‘ indomitable spirit.


               By  Delilah  Causin , August, 2012