Dense huge peepal tree
With bustling leaves
Provides space
For nests to be
Earthen pot at its base
Succour to generations
Who after a long walk
Graced its base
Overgrown branches
With years of service
Stretch for succour
In her womb
Sprout with vigour
To recreate a dense huge peepal tree.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's good to observe nature, isn't it? Gives PEACE.. :)