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Image courtesy -Arun Prabhakar
The silence of the tree standing alone,
No leaves or fruits or any color,
No companion nor any friend,
Nothing to cheer it up,
But there was a strange peace surrounding it,
Silently staring as if asking how it survives?
It’s lonely existence without much desires,
To my surprise it give the answer I was sorting,
It said the strength lies in it’s roots deeply grounded,
That is why it withstood so many storms,
Knowing the Moon will rise to give it the silvery balm,
It bears piercing heat of the dessert Sun without complain .
Then I wonder what is it’s existence for?
Why is it going through so much pain,
What is it’s use in this deserted land,
As if it read my thoughts ,
A little birdy alighted on one of it’s branch,
Then came an other and than one more,
Happily resting for sometime before flying again,
I looked at the sky and thanked HIM,
For I learned a lesson that day,
We may feel lonely or not worthy sometimes,
Or are disillusioned by our very being,
But if we believe that we are here for a reason,
It does not matter if it is big or small,
Then like the barren tree of the desert,
We would never question our existence,
#existance #barren #tree #dessert


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