The Creature

A creature from the south of Vindhyas,
of an amusing nature
and with a cheerful countenance,
moves around hunting for fun.
Usually restless and active
the creature seldom stays at a place,
hence sleeps like a sloth.
Its impetuousness is marveling
with the other creatures growing cautious with age,
but the creature is as wise as an Owl.

It resolutely looks to connect
with all the other different species
and talks with unrestrained delight.
Just when it's presence is felt profoundly
it vanishes slyly
and rushes towards its small cave.

The creature seems always to be merry
and to be spreading joy.
But when closely observed,
it is revealed that it weeps too,
alone and rarely with the other animals.
It shares happiness but rarely its sorrows.
It enjoys being independent
and modest, sometimes more than what is required of it.

The bird brained creature,
beautiful as it looks with its hair left open to sway,
is fond of a certain ornament,
a sagging earring in a conical dome shape.
Wearing these metal droplets on its ears
it hops around, swinging them,
exciting the jungle with its ideas.

As peculiar as it may seem as a creature,
it is infectious to follow it.
It is relishing.
I have learnt immensely observing it,
surveying its movements and behavior.
The energy that I consume in doing so
is more than compensated by the energy that it shares.
It is an inspiration.
Continue to exist.
Continue to breathe and hunt.