First parable
A tree is a prayer
cursed to never reach the sky
Second parable
Trees know
what happened here
before we arrived,
but they never tell us.
Or maybe we forgot
how to listen to
the language of the leaves.
Third parable
Where do the trees
hide their shade
on a rainy day?
From where do they
bring them back
on a midsummer noon?
Fourth parable
In the memory of trees
there are half-heard stories
of the traveller, who
rested under them for a while,
on their journey.
Fifth parable
Leaves are ears
with which the earth listens
the gossips of the wind.
Sixth parable
Write to me
if you ever hear
what the withered leaf
said to the tree
just before falling
Seventh parable
The day the sky falls
these trees will hold it up for us
for a few moments
Madras Courier originally ran as a broadsheet with a poetry section. It was a time when readers felt comfortable. sharing glimpses of their lives through verse. If you have a poem you’d like to submit, do email us at editor@madrascourier.com.
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