Life And Things Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

A yellow leaf is falling I thought
Till from near the ground
It flew back as a butterfly.

Across the Mithi river flowing to Arabian Sea,
It looked on the mangrove trunk
Like a piece of mirror reflecting the Sun.

On return, I placed it as white crane
Then turned from skywalk westwards
To see the suburban train, moving out

Like an earthworm with a purple strip
In the lower half of the body:
Living things and mechanical

Get interchanged and life's riches
Are now comprised of both?
How can it be same? One feels, and other does not!