fall meditation

trees stand as they did in my childhood
home: tall... bending for me

our stance an interchange

I named them as I did the sky before me

worshipping them as constancy

and also transformation 

now I look to sky and trees in imagining

knowing them from memory

loving them as prophecy

my patience both placental and personal 

a foundation sturdy with roots

from another century

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Pic: While coming back from watching Ponniyin Selvan with AS.