Trees- The Sages of Earth

Trees- The Sages of Earth
We stand on our own foot for years and years.
So,this more occupied globe rolls on our gears.
We pray for the rain and make you water.
For no one in this land, our thirst matter.
Sunburns on my head where I spread shades.
Oh! Is your gratitude, these deserted glades?
Some man come around,hurt with an axe
And took for a sale in thousands and lakhs.
Land there undergoes the Autumns, to spring,
All time,I'm king with the crown and arm with a swing.
Just leaning on me, embracing or whatever,
I'll stand still and be getting wisdoms forever
-Nivetha Gopalakrishnan

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