World Tree

a poem by Satish Kakri

Look at this world – an immortal tree.
Roofs under the earth,
And leaves flying free.
The tree draws food
From beneath the earth.
Some fruits are excellent,
Others of lesser worth.
Some others on a branch are afflicted with disease
Affecting the other leaves, and the stems.
Dark clouds connive;
Make sickness spread.
And the afflicted
Branch of the tree falls dead.