Walking in to work this morning, I saw
Floating across the path – green, tiny, raw
Just born, joyful, separated, yet part of the bough
Sprinkling cheer, even if its life was over – ha!
Nary a care, no tear, not even a flaw
It seemed to say – No fear – my sighting, your awe
Is enough to keep me alive in memory yours – for you saw
My joyful ride on this feathery wind – my gleeful draw
Your bliss, sourced from my jaunt, is of my life the law
And now I can sleep, in peace, at rest, no more flaw!

-Mani