Saturday, November 07, 2009

Green Music

Green Music

And bring
My guitar

They are going to dance

I ought to sing
A song which
They want to listen

They are my children
The leaves of roadside tree

Its raining

As if nobody wished rain
This year

But who may forget
The rain
Of a pathetic night in one’s own life

Don’t disturb
She’s still sleeping

She was fighting whole the night
Against tremor

She knew
What is
The difference between
Life and death
That is why she fights
Even for others

She saved the entire village
From a landslide:
She is tree
Of that remote village hill