Mangoes Poem by Alexander Raj

Over arching arms of affection
with love laden fruits of the womb
Honey dew drips from the heavens of the trees

Thanks to the hands that till the soil
and warms the souls of his brethren
For the lines on his face and hands
forms the continuum from soil to soul

For the joy of giving is limitless
nested in the foliage of fragrance
The redolence of green, red, yellow and orange
for the soft touch of the flesh flawless
and the warm and cool touch of the pulp within

The firm, stark naked girth of the bark
that holds the stoic truths of life and happiness as it stands
The joys of a child as he nestles under the shade
in future walks tall as the human race...

Among dappled sunlight, within foliage folds
fruits, gleaming sun full of radiant gold
Truth unfolds from the earth
of a life to live and lead

The sweet smell and aroma,
lap with a blanket of breeze
A ray of the sun captured in a fruit of gold
morphs the sweat of the brow
to the smiles of a hopeful world...