Trees Poem by Jay P Narain

A tree is a tree,
whether small or tall,
touch it to feel its vibes,
watch it to feel its aura.

Spring delights trees,
Blossoms bloom, fragrance abounds,
Bees and birds taste the nectar,
Touch and feel the hope of revival .

Oblivious to summer heat and wind,
shelters the birds and bees,
Stands tall for selfless service,
Engrave love message forever to keep.

Autumn trees display glamour of falling colorful leaves,
gloom and doom of loneliness looms,
The leaves get trampled, twirled around in swirling winds,
Get close to a tree to feel the sadness of being alone.

The winter trees, standing bare bone,
Cold rain and snow freezing its bones,
With branches and arms raised to heaven,
They invite the divinity and faith to give them the willingness to survive.