Dr John Celes

Silver Star - 4,358 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: The Drumstick Tree - Poem by Dr John Celes

The drumstick-tree I thought was dead and gone
Is fully clothed by green leaves and flowers;
The bees are active and some fruits are born;
The tree awaits August’s Monsoon showers.

I see the tree growing so fast each morn;
My eyes perceive not the blossoming act;
How well does Nature heal its parts much torn;
Human beings are blind with eyes- the fact.

So, numerous small birds visit the tree,
To eat the flowers that gets dropped nearby;
The tree makes the backyard look so lovely;
Some Millipedes remain and will not die!

The tree looks resurrected, simply great!
God gave a new lease and a newer date.

7-31-2000


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 26, 2003



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