A Walk In the Park

On my daily evening walk in the park, I pause to see Beautiful squirrels and grotesque rats together feed With neither pride nor prejudice, sharing and caring It is clear to me that they live by need and not greed The adjectives I assigned to outer forms I so beheld Reflects my narrow, unevolved and judgmental view Oh, woe on me that as yet I see not God in each form Why on earth does my heart as yet such toxicity spew Moving on I am captivated by a koel’s melodious song She minds not an interruption by a crow’s jarring caw Atop the same tree, in joy and harmony, both coexist With no anchor for rancour, they understood God’s law A sunbird constructs her nest patiently, straw by straw She fears not fierce predators that around her abound Although she’s so tiny and fragile, in God’s grace trusts Oh, where within my fickle heart can such faith be found