A row of avenue trees stand tall, when I see from
My house balcony everyday with the same hue of green
For all tree leaves giving a cool look under hot Sun!
But the one tallest among all trees is the cynosure,
When the cold wind passes through its leaves strong
Giving the impression that the tree is dancing free!
Various branches of the tree moving in different
Directions give the look of a dancer making movements
Of hands and legs in a unique way only she knows well!
Dance shakes off all unnecessary clingings to fall down
To free it from the burden of carrying such unwanted
Ones along with other living creatures on the branches!
Indeed dance surely makes one shake off all burdens
Making heavy in mind and a great relief from then on!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very nice and enjoyable poem to read about a tree that appears to be dancing.
Thank you for your nice comment in appreciation of the poem, my friend!