And what are you grateful for?

 

The Javan Myna chirps outside my window,

Cocks its crown and flits away.

That’s when I feel grateful

Gazing and savouring some quietude.

 

The Marina Reservoir guzzles up some more raindrops,

Sprawls placidly, beneath my ninth floor wall 

That’s when I feel grateful

Dreaming I’m on the deck of a royal cruise.

 

The azure lofty skies

Changing patterns every twilight

That’s when I feel grateful

Raising my eyes to their ethereal hues.

 

The birds, the skies, the water

Five elements, all still in their elements

That’s when I feel grateful

Though climate change is in view.

 

Temperature surge, war-locked nations

Greedy hearts, jealous fellow-men

But I still feel hopeful

That nature shall strive and thrive through.

– Priya Aditya