Friday, January 2, 2015

Branching Talks
















Crawling to the sun, touches the border,
Passed attempt, the branch, in order,
Thanks for warmth, friendship much older.

Whispers to the waves visiting the boulder,
Talk to me, the unsaid word & another,
Drop  the weight off your shoulder.

Growing with the rock and boulder,
Relishing sunshine, rains or wind colder,
Shooting high, standing tall and wider.

Shining example to man, a manner,
He who laments for troubles, no sooner,
Learning, wisdom, priceless, tree the stronger.

2 comments:

  1. Just wish 'boulder ' is not used twice....rest its a beautiful poem with a sweet message... Liked the third para the most:)

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