A few verses which I penned down as a poetic tribute to silent unrecognized beauties of our world – Trees!
If I were a tree
If I were a tree,
Rooted and never free,
Would the world take notice,
Of my swaying leaves, flowers and twigs ?
Each sharing a message of it’s own,
Trying to make it’s grace known.
Gently whispering soothing melodies of fresh air,
Taking away the filth and ugliness with silent care.
I stand strong but silent and still,
Making it easy for the world to kill.
My beauty fades in the background,
Because in the cacophony of civilization, I make no sound.
Progress marches on and I, lay fallen on the ground,
Treated like so many lifeless objects all around.
But my spirit exults as I was a tree,
Now uprooted and ever free!