Under The Birches Poem by Raj Arumugam

Under the birches
seated on a tree stump
pensive and withdrawn
Her eyes below the brim of her hat
her gaze inward, her thoughts afar

What do you think of
young Finnish woman?
You with your fragile beauty
and the Japanese umbrella
open and on its edge on the ground
What sadness embraces
that gentle mind of yours?

The world is inconstant
there is the uncertainty
The world is fragile
always in delicate balance