Any one among us could be inviting
To the sky’s open bursts of anger.
Why not other tree, asks each of us
Whose birth was accidental on bird
Of a random flying in and dropping
A seed from a random tree far away.
Here we stand in our rain randomly,
Our leafy tops open to an angry sky,
Our coming, chance biological event.
We keep asking why not other tree.


About nisheedhi

Retired banker with poetry and photography as chief interests
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