swetha vankayalapati

In darks, in prolific sands with sprinkles of rain,
Springs up a greening deed, the seed with a grin!

Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, is a part
Of plant, a silent kingdom; rivers visit
Pour waters to its stems to grow green;
Its painted in colours with sunlights strewn,
It plans climates and drives them in time;
Healthy it is to lead a team called forests
For guests ‘animals' to arrest in caress.

Seed with a grin, sighs rejoicing!
Prays for dawn to break in! !

Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, outsiders
Search sweet aroma for food, so stand that side;
To erect in heights strong to direct rough winds,
to blow soft breezes in widths;
To grow in lengths, wood for home,
flute for music, all for kids;
if its unique, its cut down to bonsai art,
carried out to musuems, for all folks;

Seed with a grin, looks in..
For dawn in no mean! !

Teeny it learns of its teeming plants, latex
Of it is as rubber in use, fibre of it use in textile;
To shine in daylights; enlighten a soul out of daydreams,
To dance in seasons with clinging flowers for pollens!