Comatose

A wonderful thing happened today

Green leaves rustled across a pale blue sky

A mynah, (or was it a songbird), flitted through the boughs

And as I watched from behind prison bars

I felt no peace,

But I felt alive.

 

A strange thing happened today

The trees stopped rustling and I wondered why

This time, there was no bird

Just the sound of the temple bells and a hovercraft above

Perhaps, the bird didn’t feel welcome anymore.

 

The trees rustle now, but there is no sound.

The hovercrafts don’t stop

And the trees sleep deeply, like the rest of us.

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