The bird flew over the glittering drops of the dew,
In the sun, the watery lily ever blossomed,
Floating and dancing with never-ending motion,
In the spirit of the waves of the ocean and the beech,
which looks charming as a trend of a beautiful homeland.
The bird looks so fascinated with the pommel coat,
As if laden with the wooden deep forest shadow,
In the glistening grass and the herbs,
for the everlasting growth and reforming of life.
The swan tries to get its reach in the twinkling of an eye,
But the bird pries into the motion intoning of the sky.
It even sizes insects and small flying fish to meet its hunger. The poem ‘Seafowl’ is the symbol of good fortune, not only with its beauty but also its outstanding ghastly nature. It is like the friends of the boys who play in the river with crafts. It sits in the corn field and grazes like humans. It does not harm anybody. It keeps the corn field by eating small insects and removes the poisonous insects.