It came out of nowhere, almost as if it had fluttered down from the heavens, landing on a tall banyan tree a few hundred metres away. I peered through my lens and realised the beauty of this wondrous bird, displaying all the colours of the season, no doubt looking for a mate.
So imagine my excitement when he started to sing! My heart jumped with joy, my ears started to dance, oh this music would bring tears of amazement even to Mozart.
I found myself mesmerised, transfixed in this moment of natures genius, in a forced meditation, unable to focus on anything but this melodic song from the gods.
And then she appeared, at first fluttering above him, then with a bit of ladylike hesitation perching directly in front of her suitor, her pale brown feathers blocking my view from his multi-coloured splendour. She tweeted in a sign of interest, her head twitching, awaiting his reply.
Then came a trill of love from him, confirmation in song from her, and so it continued on and on. This was truly a match made in paradise and I had no doubt that their love would endure for the rest of their living days.
Then, without the slightest of indication from either of them, their song ceased. As the bang dissipated in echoes through the forest I walked towards the foot of the banyan tree and picked up the two lovers.
“You only have one shot at true love.” I thought.