one would heal another
one would'nt stand there
to see the sick one droop and wither
they do it not for a fare
they converse... their pains they share
to heal one another
their whispers we do hear
their conversation we don't decipher
to know their plights..it is not clear
man doesnt heal...man slaughters
to hear his ears aren't sharp
to slaughter his axe he sharpens
[one tree healing or curing another tree is not an illusion it is a proven fact]
a whisper of a little tree, meant something to cure every memories we experienced....a mint to other sees no one than a touch of a tree.....you have something than what is the seen in your pen.... i felt it..thank you...God bless and may you have agood health...a 10+++++++
Great observation about one of the most important creations of the Almighty! Nice!
Hi This is a heavy poem; Is is just about mutual support..? 'one would heal another one would'nt stand there to see the sick one droop and wither'
The last line is the soul of the poem. Trees give us everything they have. But we torture them, kill them for our selfish purposes. Good thought. Well written
An unthought of view An unheard of piece of wisdom As always you open Skylights in my mind! Thanks for letting in The rays of Gyana's Sun In to enlighten our souls and lives! Angel
man doesnt heal...man slaughters to hear his ears aren't sharp to slaughter his axe he sharpens.......what live and lovely imagination abt life n nonlife object..... we stand to extinct the things where as they stand for togetherness//... lovely poemwith pure and scred thiughts.......reagrds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice tribute to mother nature, and how true..... I am all for saving trees......