From branches,
birds may find reason
to fly away.
The tree doesn't know,
may not discern
the fall of leaves,
but perceives
the cease of bird touch.
Wings
rushing afar,
the cache held by tree
to mark time,
waiting for return.
Translated from Malayalam by Bindu Jagadeesh
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