Divine symphony

One thousand birdies chirping in harmony

It is dusk hour at the Ayurveda center,

They are home-every one of them

And the chirping symphony goes on and on.

What do they say on reaching home?

Why do they talk non-stop on reaching home?

How unlike their human counterparts -

Uttering a word or two without raising their glance,

From their glossy idiot's box before them !

After a long and hard day 

What do these little creatures talk?

Is it all about their day long toil 

Of flying high and wide for their food?

Do the little ones throw their bags ,

Hug their mom and say "mamma I am home".

Is the father bird happy to be home after a long day?

Is the mother bird happily chirping now that she can relax and kiss her dear ones?

Is all that sound just their conversation ?

Or is the joyful humming of one thousand birds celebrating home coming?

Isn't that what home is all about?-

Where you can come and nestle up and sleep ,

And feel blessed that at last you are home.