Thin saplings
Once
Someone planted you
In the Earth
To shade
Future wanderers.

I too have been planted
In soil soft enough
To embrace me in its fold
Thick enough to hold me
As I grow into the light
Out of this
Dark Earth.

Perhaps one day a leaf of mind
Will travel to your feet
And will remind you
Of beauty
That must fade.

Small sapling,
You have seen
Many winters,
Many moons
In this place.
While I am here
On a short visit;

My roots are my thoughts
Twisting in search of
Water
My Earth is
Your love -
Holding me down,
Silent as the
Tomb.

(Written in Meherabad, India)