Why Are You Blue
The wayfarer, searching
for the leaf-pains?
fallen from the lone tree.
Some holy script will
tell the angst of the sap,
which would not reach the roots.
A responsible weep,
will divulge your name to?
forest bees, waiting for the moon.
I watch the setting sun
with trepidation.
Night will bring again, the blasts.
Satish Verma
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2017
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