and the ants go stomping, thump thump thump
and the people go scurrying, rush rush rush
and the wind is blowing
the leaves are falling
the sky is clear and sharp and blue
and the windows are closing, thump thump thump
and the birds are flying, rush rush rush
and the blood is flowing
the woods are calling
I’d like to walk in the woods with you.
*****
M.A. Mohanraj
October 1, 1998