Sunday, April 06, 2008

A single tree
Alone it sways-
Its lacy branches,
Their own harmony.

A moist,cool breeze,
Found a friend,
A filigree'd leaf
To take along.

Radiant sunlight,
Its golden beam illumined
A path;
One leaf left , soon another.

Fall's miracle rode in-
On a magician's wand,
With a deft stroke,
Breathed fire into each leaf.

One frail leaf,
Drifted to the waving grass,
Its swaying soulmate,
Greeted a cold,grey river.

But one fought on,
Resolute and strong,
Tempted by-
No such petty call.

"My decided fate"
Preached the leaf,
And in this wordy interim,
Winter's cloak came riding in.

No moist breeze,
No fiery sun,
No radiant hues,
To soften the grey.

Powdery snow dusted the land,
A soft dove's blanket laid,
The last leaf fell to its bed-

Shilpa Iyer


Mosilager said...

hey that reminds me of a place where i used to study

shilpa said...

heyy..yeah it does ?? hmm too!

chennaichronicles said...

Hey shilpa, lovely, moving poem. I must say I understood every word of it. getting out of touch with the prose language though. so had to read the text twice to totally understand! great, to join the family of bloggers!

chennaichronicles said...

Hey that was me. padmini bharath's mom!and not chennai chronicles!