Rajendra padhi


TREE


THE TREE

I stand here uncertainly
Swayed weak in wind,
Two leaves in the twig
Bends for light of morn
Lonely I grow like stream.

The sun-brook gladly sings
Cooing birds rest on breast,
Blind like bees for nectar
Caress spring time’s gold.

Flowers bloom like stars
Fruits like sun at the top,
The food stuff for birds
Loved by men for shade.

I stand firm in blazing heat
In freezing snow of winter,
Rain like snakes glides down
Never scared of wild thunder.

Suddenly leaves fall fast
Left alone in wrinkled skin,
Uncared as broken doll
I see me useless as old.

Orphaned by earth I depart
Time’s fidelity pains me lot,
Up rooted from garden
Like a broken pot for the soil.

Submitted: Sunday, February 02, 2014

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