a tree is not a tree, but a real friend.
in the morning under the sun lights he starts his prayer to god for the well being of mankind, lifting up his arms towards sky.
a tree is not just a tree but a living Being. YOU may hit or cut him with an axe, tears and blood come out,but tree known no harm to anyone.
a tree has patience more than man.
he is a silent listener, feel pain like man.
in the hot days of summer when men get tired,take shelter in his shadowy covered,
dove makes her nest on its branches.
how can a man cut a tree so thoughtlessly to whom who demands only love and friendship.
a tree is not a tree but a real friend.
©subirmitra
S