Light recedes.

So do blood & breath
In the pained fields of memory.

You stand alone with your
Incomprehension and blindness

Seeking consolation
For things that can’t be explained.

Observe how the tree goes within itself,
And becomes a talisman for the winter sky.

You too must learn.

Poem by Sashi

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