Part V – A Mirror After the Tree
A long drawn futile search
ended when she became a tree.
Who knew even as a tree, she would be insatiable.
Her overbearing ugly branches,
would seek more and more sky,
her roots would dig deeper and deeper
into the center of the earth,
but her thirst won’t quench,
her search won’t end.
Now all she can find are mirrors.
From desert to mountains to oceans,
wherever she looks, as a tree, as a bird,
she can only find herself,
tens and hundreds of them, looking back at her.