Under a tree
By Avyukth G R
Published 30 September 2022
Birds as white as snow
Dangling and shaking like a seesaw.
I couldn’t imagine how the birds would have felt
When the crunching feet stomped through their sunset dry leaves.
Edge of the riverbank
shimmering glitter
Where the sun poured into the river.
The leaves waved at me
in the flow of the calming wind.
Gum leaves
The smell which touched my soul
A strong smell of sweet ginger.
I couldn’t bare staying awake
sitting under a fascinating tree
As if the tree sang me a lullaby
slowly pushing me to sleep
With the chilliest cool breeze.