The Forest Poem by Piyush Dey

When i pass through the forest it
seems my ancestors are around me
i feel i am a newborn baby
and these tribes of trees, old and new,
are pillowing me in their arms.
Some play a flower rattle, others
sprinkle fragrance on my eyes,
One very old 'Bargad' takes me
in his lap, surprise write on his
face,
And tells me-
Now you have begun to walk
But once you too were like us
With your roots in the ground
straining with all your might to
catch the soaring air
You had just arrived on earth
And i saw you slithering around,
on our branches you would climb,
jump down again, scamper around,
But once, standing on both legs,
you could run,
You didn't return
You became a part of the rocks,
of the mountains
But even so
The water in your body
The soil in your being is from us
You will be seeded again to us
You will return to us again.