Lines On The Dales Poem by Shafeeq C P

Why do I remember you at every valley?
Are valleys synonyms to you?
Isn't it because the dales are neither high nor low?
Or is it because some places are bathed in green
And some patches are seen as barren lands?
Such is the word I overheard from your vales.

Aren't the wound-like scratches in the vales
The sores you carry amidst the green life.
And isn't it natural to spot those colours
In such a richly verdant land?

As is with the dales,
Some trees have grown taller into skies
And some trimmed to the ground for convenience,
So is the case with you.

Though the Sun shines to its full every day,
Some spots in the dales are cool with shades
That the clouds from nowhere makes
As the trees around shades you.

Why do I remember you at every valley?
Isn't it because vales are neither hope nor despair?
As the dreams told you those nights
Just like my lines written on the dales!