Wisdom Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

A man plants tree saplings in hills
In valleys where it will grow
Into trees of fruit bearing ones
Not for himself but for his family
The members likely to come after his demise.

A man plants the fruit bearing tree saplings
Gives lot of attention afterwards
The wind passes through the way
The tree stands with some self pride.

The wind asks the trees to bow the branches
To make its way so smooth without obstruction
But the arrogant tree stands in its strength
Reluctant with its self pride and stability.

The minimum wisdom should have shown
To the mighty and powerful wind
Which have the capacity to uproot the tree
But unfortunate wisdom lacks and pride stands
Where tree is uprooted in the mighty wind.

Not for the fruits alone the farmer wished
But for the tree becoming so strengthened he liked
But things of arrogance made things worst
The entire trees uprooted in such a strong wind.