literature – Page 111 – elancharan gunasekaran

the forest grim as witness a protodravidic goddesss rids herself of her captors’ chains and conceptualises their death

the fires stop dancing to witness the sacrifice a mousedeer leaps into the pyre laughing

the rivers no longer obey the laws of mad gods spiralling upwards and beyond into voids unseen

spring at dusk the vanishing god whispers a prophecy to the elder tree

no one rules the tide only fools demand and expect obedience from the seas

it takes a keen and compassionate eye to see that the sky still remains to this day full of fire

magic or madness i cannot say the tongue burns on something older than fire

the soft light of day on untamed roads snaking into oblivion

bones abandoned cracked open slow by time’s teeth

touch alone tells a tale of leaves burnt blue by the echoes of lost gods