Birds inspire poets… Keats had his nightingale, Poe his raven. Every time I chance upon the bee eater I am enthralled by its flamboyant beauty. Here are some glimpses of it from my recent forays into the Western Ghats…
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And a few (amateurish!) versesJ
They soar
Like rainbows in flight
My eyes
And my lenses
Try in vain
To capture
Their colorful calligraphy
On wings
A sight so serene
Beyond sight