this withered tree

Nothing from the stars comes tumbling down

upon this barren earth heavy with men

the sky so deeply black so deeply scarred

Alone this withered tree stands on its roots

arms twisted leafless branches nothing stirrs

so tired from the sun the nights the quiet moon

the endless movement of whispering winds

the heartbreaking silence in the heart of things

 

Alone this withered tree so slowly fades



by Maziyar Heydari