Unselfish Service Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

There stood a giant Peepul tree
Hundreds of branches, millions of leaves
The wind it gets converts to more and more
The trembling leaves murmured each other
In summer it was a pleasure
In winter it was a happiness
In rainy season it recharged water to earth
There the birds made their own nests
A good old wealthy man decided
To make a good platform around the tree
There people sat and dreamed
The dreams were of day dreams of life
The songs of nature they heard in ears
The sorrow of life they forgot
The children came to find out their father
The women came to call back their dear ones
They knew the tree and surroundings they likes
Just like their own family members of love
The tree loved all irrespective of positions
The tree loved the poor and elite
There was not a difference in its mind
All gave their own love and affection
Little they gave the larger it returned
The air was pure in the vicinity
The air horn of vehicles were kept silent
The umbrellas kept by men folded near tree
They knew the shades of umbrellas are too small
And shades of peepul is more happy to enjoy
The peepul tree saw the life events of all
Now continues its service to all near.