The cool benevolent,
Shadowy branches,
Thick and dark,
Extended all sides around,
Shelter the travelers,
Treat them as guests,
When they are sweating,
And out of breath.
Give them soothing solace
And ease as the parents,
Over-shadow the child,
In hot sun, wind and weather,
And expose themselves to the calamities,
And blazing wind of sufferings
O Man!
Be not heedless and blind.
Do as does the tree,
To the mankind.
Be forgiving, kind and loving,
To the suffering fellows,
In their plight,
Painful, poignant and grave,
And expect not,
A reward in return.
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Muhammad - In return we must save the trees, in order to save ourselves. Blessings - Cheryl