Jithin @Dreamverb Jan 14, 2019 · 2 min read
Today I sat beside the tree with flowers
Lay myself on its broken leaves
Found myself a stone broken from the path
That wrought by the ever emerging roots of life
Pondering my fingers over the vicissitudes of its bark
Journeying the mind through its memories of time
Breathing it’s air, living under its calm
As she Holds the land below me so stern and right
I lay my head on its roots looking above
To see the leaves defeating the missiles of light
I close my eyes and loose myself
Like a child resting in her womb
The storm from the future keeps me awake
Even while I rest here
I keep my ear on her old wrinkled body
To hear what she has to say
I can hear her heart that told me
Accept all that is! It’s a part of you
As you are a part of me
Peace is to be and always will be the truth of life
As she grooms herself in those beautiful leaves
They sway about rustling to sing me a lullaby
To absent myself the world and fall into a slumber
In peace my mind rests worlds away
With her memories portray as dreams
Never to quit she stayed there upright
All covered and wrapped in my slobber
As though I was not there anymore
My eyes burn of her absense
I open them to see the vastness of the sky
With not even a detail of my mother in green
I found myself in a grave
Swimming out of the mud of ashes
My mind cries in anger, my tears falling
Where once laid her ever loving ancient soul
Cold and arid as the murderers of her
Became this land that was never such
Standing tall are cemented mirrors of lies
With greed flowing out of their hearts
Cursed for the treachery
Cursed is our life with anger and self-obsession
The day we open our eyes
There will be nothing left to see
Poetry by Jithin 