A guest Post by my dearest brother Arindam Saha.
Swinging along with the breeze
With other leaves on other trees
A-midst the clutter as wind passes by
With the birds as they hastily fly
Hanging from a branch, I watch the sky
With the sun hidden, as clouds float by
But all of a sudden I watch him leave
An old comrade who told not to grieve
He had lost grip of the tree
And now he floats; forever free!
He flutters, and flows, and turns around
And merrily he smiles and falls on ground
I look around and then realize
A splendid miracle, a pleasant surprise
As millions of leaves from thousands of trees
Fall on the ground guided by the breeze
I witness the most formidable treat
As millions leave their homes sweet
To agglomerate into the divine rain
And head to their destiny without refrain
And then I realize that alongside me
Were you, on the same branch of the tree
And together with me, you too did see
How leaves fell and set themselves free
Today we adore this mighty tree
Swing in breeze and chatter do we
Provide shade to the travelers on road
And listen to the birds’ same old ode
But O dear friend these days are few
When we are adorned by the morning dew
Soon we would be old and whither away
And I am so scared imaging that day
The day when breeze would be only so strong
And leaves would yet again compose their song
They would merrily dance and rejoice
But I would have no other choice
O friend so dear, would you come along
As we danced in synchrony to the same song?
Would you come along on the journey profound
Even on the day I fall on the ground?
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