A solace.
Posted: 02 Apr 2014, 17:34
The huge tree in the corner
with branches big and strong
spreads itself in width
elongates in varied lengths
cruises itself to altitudes high
appears majestic and grand.
Her branches with leaves dense
bend down with the weight
almost touch the ground
looks like a try to kiss the land
as gratitude to the soil
from where they grew.
She is there for decades together
almost a part of the corner
a familiar loving figure all the more
a home to hundreds of birds and insects
a place to rest for passers by
a shelter from heat and rain.
Serving the people and birds
the tree stands as a symbol of age and honour
lives there in the corner with all pride
overseeing children playing there
the same kids now grown
themselves fathered many sons
she wishes them all well from her abode.
She has not moved from her place
has seen events great
felt the joy and melancholy
that punctuate human life
a witness to all the happenings
perceiving them with mute speculation.
With awe and inspiration
the people around get past the tree
nurture a fear looking at her grandeur
they sit down under her shade at times
to think about the past and hope for the future
she offers a solace to all
with branches big and strong
spreads itself in width
elongates in varied lengths
cruises itself to altitudes high
appears majestic and grand.
Her branches with leaves dense
bend down with the weight
almost touch the ground
looks like a try to kiss the land
as gratitude to the soil
from where they grew.
She is there for decades together
almost a part of the corner
a familiar loving figure all the more
a home to hundreds of birds and insects
a place to rest for passers by
a shelter from heat and rain.
Serving the people and birds
the tree stands as a symbol of age and honour
lives there in the corner with all pride
overseeing children playing there
the same kids now grown
themselves fathered many sons
she wishes them all well from her abode.
She has not moved from her place
has seen events great
felt the joy and melancholy
that punctuate human life
a witness to all the happenings
perceiving them with mute speculation.
With awe and inspiration
the people around get past the tree
nurture a fear looking at her grandeur
they sit down under her shade at times
to think about the past and hope for the future
she offers a solace to all