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Branches
"On the earth we wished to grow, two trees with branches entwined." *1
Even withered, bare brown and dressed in bark alone
We treasure the weathered moans:
The things that fell through the cracks
From what the lack of leaves could not catch.
It's raining fingers
as the water taps onto a window nearby
and wakes up a child who, rubbing his eyes,
peers out the pane of night to see
two silly old trees that once bore fruit
way before he was born.
And in not too long,
his eyes and imagination materialize:
Digging through the archive of his dreams
he widens his gaze to find
a silhouette of the upright trunks
with what seemed to be outstretched arms
raised towards the sky.
And he swears, to this day,
he saw a droplet of fresh sap
Surface like a tear
and trickle down
the caramel skin.
*1 - from Po Chu-i's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
