The Blazing Gulmohar Poem by Parvati Pradnya

Gulmohar tree
standing tall,
with crimson crown
before the Fall

How it sways
in the stormy wind!
Each gust a threat
to life within

I saw it shudder,
I saw it stoop,
Yet it rose
good as new

And the clouds rolled
Lightning flashed
The tree shook,
a branch crashed

Another flash!
And thunder boomed
The crimson crown
No longer bloomed

Like a beacon
the treetop blazed
for hours and hours
toll the root remained, unfazed.

[15 June,2015]