slender moon
spills milk at mother’s feet
as peacocks’ rustle
settles into silence
yesterday’s mandarin sun
swung low and lush
lingers on earthen floor
offers tender warmth
jasmine scent
casts a spell on those asleep
mouths open
like half blooms
mother throws handfuls
of grain to rooftop
skirmish of feathers
and vibrant plumes
daybreak crouches
then cracks the horizon
reveals empty rooftop
miracle of iridescent feathers