i see buddha in the mynah resting under tree
tread fire
like a ninja in the trees above crow shadow stalks
unlace her skin of pearl white clouds
night rain with the life span of a quick smoke
unpacking the dusk brown sky
cold revolution the future takes a stroll
spring sparrows debate the political scandal
birdsong shapes the mid noon scene
panic! feather that orbits the cruel storm
elancharan gunasekaran 