The tree didn’t dropp from sky, <br />It has grown <br />I wish it rather <br />Grew into earth <br />And spread its branches <br />In safety and peace <br />Away from every axe. <br />But it chose <br />To rise towards sky <br />Smiling at sunrise <br />To let <br />The insects play <br />The birds sing <br />And the wind to tickle its twigs <br />To let down <br />Brown brittle leafs <br />Like long silent tears <br />Witnessing every war and flood <br />All changing seasons <br />Roots firmly ground <br />It lives on <br />Perhaps the only being <br />Left on planet <br />With humanity and love.<br /><br />Roopa Menon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-tree-12/
