When it stormed in our childhood we used to
Call Arjuna’s many names on our tiny tongues
Rapidly moving , sounds hitting a deep throat.
Arjuna is thunder god’s son who could stop it.
That was how trees could be spared of deaths.
But next day we saw our palm tree decapitated .
Our words might not have reached dark clouds
Ere a random thunder bolt struck its head off.
A poet says we have not experienced thunder,
Except as words rapidly hitting the mouth roof.
But the palm experienced it in its severed head
Experiencing a cessation of experience in death.
The tree had no words except in severed frond.
Its charred stump stood tall with no death fear.
It did not have a functional head to experience.