Sunday, 24 April 2016


They all came to be with me.
They value me as I value them.
In hot summer or heavy rains they run for shelter, hearing my name.
They tell the world that I am unique.
I need to be saved I need to cared.
Without me they have no existence.
But they forget these the very moment it's needed.
Development turns them blind.
They feel it's a waste to plant me over their valuable land.
they can never deny from my being is their being.


  1. The power of trees and the energy it brings out spelled with sensitivity and so much power:)


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