Sapling in the Woods (A Poem)

Credit: Painting by Ashis Manna Beneath my feet are crunching leaves, martyrs to the world’s law,  And above me the canopy, shaking leafy branches in a tribal dance, Like a million green eyelashes in the sky’s eyes  Nobody is listening. The gnarled limbs of the trees spread to claim the sky  Gather the sun like… Continue reading Sapling in the Woods (A Poem)