Ancient trees spring toward the skies,
branches twisting,
swirly patterns
transport us
down a fantastic world:
a spectrum of green so wide,
I swear I’ve discovered a brand new hue.
Like Alice in her wonderland, I hop and spin and leap
over
under
over
under
through the trees and branches too,
birds my siblings–
insides glued to every green!
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
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