Deep rooted tree

I was in winter of extreme cold  . Birds wondered , why had only sticks left with broad stem ..

The trespassers marked me with designs with creativity by poking me. ...  I realised  I had life .. did realise pain ...


I was  withering without   my   knowledge.


Did not realise that i am growing wise ...

Waited for the spring to save me  as autumn had more wind to take my balance leaves  I had .,.


I realised it's me I am still alive and  deep rooted , waiting to be lush again .


The day of cuckoo on my branches , sang for me the melancholy strain ...


The trespassers under my shade appreciated me , which made me feel pride, stood humbled .. 


Happy to be myself and never felt  low when I was barren without my leaves .


My flowers invited swarm of bees to have the nectar. We became friends and also with birds enroute on migration ,took my branches to rest,narrated their stories of travel.


 I could not move , but i visualised that, I too can travel through my roots .


Afterall i am a tree with full of life .....

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