Branches, entangled, know the life cycle;
know the traffic signals, ,
the sap moving with the sunlight from the mild to strong,
the neural waves, from the mysterious sea of wires,
against the onslaught of heat.
with the primal intelligence to survive, to breathe with the
rising sun to grow with the mid-day clarity of revelation,
an insight into the give and take
of the secret strength we all possess.
May the branches of the trees teach us
how to find our way and thrive when the seasons
are benign, and bristle with love,
and when the sky rains savagely ,
learn the tenacity and the value of our roots.
Sushama Karnik.
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