When a leaf fell

When a leaf fell

A yellow leaf on a branch

Saw the few yet green

Somehow did not see

The many that were yellow.

Knowing intuitively

and fearing,

It’s time has come –

For the Great Fall.

Wondered,

Am I ready for the call?

It looked only at the green leaves

envying their vibrancy

Why did I turn yellow at all?

The fall, is now inevitable,

It recognised.

The branch was thrusting it out.

The leaf so wanted to hold on,

But, alas!

The force was only from one side -the branch.

The yellow leaf pondered quickly,

Can I trust the air?

Will it take me to a place

Where I rest and be embraced

With warmth and no fear?

And it shuddered, when it wondered,

Should I surrender to the wind?

Or, Should I resist the wind?

A question it had no answer for.

Those already fallen could not reach the branch anymore,

and relate their tale of how it felt when they fell

And those on the tree, did not even suspect the fall.

And then,

It started falling…

And the yellow leaf suddenly realized,

The only resistance it could offer is the weight of its own self that it carried..

The wind was kind,

as the leaf dried up, weight gone..

It knew instantly..

it will survive, without the tree!

Merged with the soil, it will nourish the tree..

 

© Deepti Vishwanath.  Photo courtesy- Vishwanath Tekur

Dear Ms.2016

Dear Ms.2016

Dear Ms.2016,

We just changed your name to 2017.

We now expect you to be young, fresh, vibrant

And full of possibilities.

We live with hope,

that as you pass through your childhood

January to March

we look forward to how you will grow up.

and as you move into your youth

Aprl to June

we begin to expect the good times we will have together.

our holidays, lazing, chilling out.

and then in the middle of your life,

July to September

we begin to recognise, you are now not youthful

you are aging

and October to December,

we do see the old age catching up.

we begin to recall all that

should have been -could have been,

should not have been -could not be!

the new associations, the partings

the joys accumulated and the pains

the mixture of everything that we did think you held

in your potential!

Dear Ms.2016, you showed it all.

And then what do we do, you know?

As your end nears,

we begin to celebrate, that your old age is going to go.

you are going.

And then at a click,

We just change your name!

You are now 2017.

And we once again expect you to be young, fresh, vibrant

And full of possibilities.

We live with hope….

 

While what all you did, O dear Earth!

rotating and revolving ceaselessly,

from much before the 2017 times that we have changed the name!

We don’t even know since when are you at your task, O Earth!

Not a moment of rest! That we may celebrate the life!

The time that is your gift to us, we wait for it to give us somethings’ also!

Your own achievements, O earth

we do not celebrate!

the few decades, that we are here

what did we do?

Robbed you of your green?

polluted your whites?

greyed your blue?

barred you?

parched you?

Often even cursed you.

Every-time I was unhappy

I cursed you, O earth! I complained about my life!

My life here is your gift.

Dear Earth, your embellishment Time, I do not value.

To live my life,

I destroy the ‘present’ and the giver!

 

Deepti Vishwanath