by Shruthi Ravichandran

The most regal of life givers

Rule the heavens for billions of years

The most measly of peasants roam the earth

A paltry 24 hours, frantic to give birth

Fierce beings with crowns of gold

Roar with strength and command, so bold

Songs of night echo through dark shadows

As beautiful soloists leave listeners on heaven’s throes

Guardians of the earth circle the skies

Broad-shouldered beings like a phoenix rise

Far below, man believes his existence to be truest

Defying nature’s laws of age and disease, almost a mutant

But existence as natural, essential, true as another’s

Set aside pride and ego, live as sisters and brothers