Planting The Saplings - Poem by Vivek Tiwari
These saplings that I plant
Shall grow in youthful lusty bloom
With beautiful hues and sweet fragrance
In My Garden before my door.
Among the plants with laden flowers
Shall I sit serenity blessed
Easing in cot or swing or chair
Viewing the beauty wide expressed.
I shall glance and glare and sing
To all its heart exulting scenes
Its ecstasy of melodious musing
Of wasps murmuring and humming bees;
Singing birds and cuckoos' rhyming
Shall teach my heart a divine ease.
I shall be me young again
Bubbling heart of warm enthusiasm
To follow the flies
To hold their tails
To sing with Nature her throated romance.
Till the veins are tired to sweep
And the heart is lulled to sleep
Serenity's serene my brain doth feel
To reward my soul with grandest peace.
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