Sunday, December 27, 2009

A Dying Tree and Its Shadow

A Dying Tree and Its Shadow
Abe V Rotor

You live with your shadow from birth to death,
Sunrise to sunset, pause at noon to pray,
And never fear the seasons come and go;

Your shadow lures many creatures to stay.

Countless birds have made your crown their home,
Nursery to their young and their playground;
And butterflies too, and moths in the night,
You took care of them too, all year round.


Your fault to treat an enemy your friend

Is your doom; benevolence has no heir.

Didn’t Diogenes warn Alexander?

“Just don’t step on my shadow, Sir!"


For greatness is but a cloak, a disguise

Lured by sages of words, fear of the sword;

Oh, tree, you don’t understand us humans;

Maybe - but we can’t understand your word.


Go then, but leave your shadow where it is,

Maybe a seed shall grow on it some day.

And kinder souls may come to rest with awe.

And birds - the young ones before - come to stay. ~


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