Ti Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

THE INSANE- - DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN

Who did fell the Great Tree?
Once bragging about the pillar;
Tall, strong, stout,
Eternal you were!

Thinking the Savior,
The Shade to the sufferer,
The enduring Protector,
You the celestial Singer!

From thy palm conjured
The breeze soothing;
Too the typhoon thy irk;
The mist the rain, the dew
Dropping as the moment new;
The spring blossoming;
The fragrant benevolence!

Who did fell the Bhodhivriksha?
Is the fate?
All are sane but me.