Tree Man Poem by Ranjith Rajasekharan

I met a Tree man on my way of life of pride,
Found I, quiet and humble Tree man,
He lent his eyes with great pleasure to see the world around me

Through his eyes, I saw a world of different values,
Living for and waiting on others with fruits hung on his umbrella,
Mobile he is, not relative but in perspective,
Everything looked bright and beautiful through his wonderful eyes

Finally in anguish, looked I at myself
Through his eyes, an image indistinguishable from the rest of creation,
When I returned his eyes, realized myself, the mountain I climbed was actually a valley deep down.