The cuckoo doesn't build a nest What work it does? Lay eggs like a thief in some one's nest And sing a song at it's best. When Nature does it's work Without hindrance, happiness Shines everywhere. Fingers calculate and measure The rising Sun, but can't Stop the rising wings of it's rays. Admire the Moon and flowers That bloom and don't ever Try to make it your own. #cinemagraph #aestheticthoughts #at6by30poems #napowrimo #nanowrimo #work
