Memorial

Watch the flight of the milk weed fluff, A very humble effort indeed. Wingless, It is disallowed the crossing of borders, And denied the owndership of the skies. Yet it flies, carrying the seed Cradled like an infant. ‘ Under the shade of the tree It imagines- Someone will rest tomorrow.’ The milk weed fluff is unaware of these lines. In the weightlessness Of its ignorance It flies. In the compassion that we show By not calling it a bird, It might float a bit more distance. A humble but valiant effort! Where it falls, Unknown to anyone, A plant might stand In memorium Tomorrow. (Poem written by. Veerankutty, Translated from Malayalam by Ministhy S.)