An Evening at Jetavana, Anuradhapura

the evening a golden dusk
rocks sunk in the ground
swathing in orange sheets……

trees pointing out to the sky
wiggle their fingers
taking me on a magical trek

i hear the wind
lifting my hair to whisper….
their words stop my listening

i see each leaf and stem
their engraves, a deep
aging skin

the earth’s skull
their marks
of every gap and split

and a feather… falling
gently and gently
settling in.

© Malintha Perera 2014


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