THE TREE (A POEM)

My roots grip all lands;

My seeds sprout everywhere.

In all lands I am welcome;

A guest who resides forever.

I have traversed many realms,

Established my right to exist.

In every clime and every land

Hospitable to me and my siblings.

Everywhere I perform my duty

Providing green cover and beauty.

Spreading fragrance and new color,

Enchant and revive flagging spirits.

I have no caste or silly affiliations,

I delight one and all universally.

Fond lovers and cruel vandals alike

Find me useful to their purposes.

Living longer than those that tend me,

I have uses beyond my life span.

I become many things you need in life;

Furniture, homes, curios, fuel and else

If you live like me without prejudices

You shall espy life is really beautiful;

Shall when you depart to be interred

Leave traces of sweetness for eternity.