Abode of Bliss

Abode of Happiness

Sparrow

Furnishes her nest

Fetching straw by straw

A bit of cotton

Some threads, too

Are gathered by her

After incubation

Responsibility of sparrow

Does not come to an end

She gathers grains 

For her darlings

And feeds them

Putting grain in their beaks

Sparrow enjoys

Bliss of motherhood.

She introduces them 

To the world outside

Teaches them to fly

In vast sky

Cycle of life

Keeps on moving like this

With the passage of time

Strength of sparrow 

Decreases

With advent of dawn

Birds take flight

Their mother stays alone 

In the deserted nest.

With sun-set

Birds return to their nest

Holding grains in beak

To feed their mother

Such a relation flourishes

In the world of empathy

Nest tinged with love

Becomes abode of bliss.