A banyan leaf was stored
between the pages of a book
Not opened for years
Book was searched and consulted
to help another
The old leaf was a surprise
Chlorophyll had lost its essence
Just a network of veins
The frame work is all that remained
I could see though the leaf
a world of forgotten faces
Neglected knowledge of letters
Delicate because of all that inattention.
Unacceptably dead and beautifully fragile
Completely useless