Tree

Birth of an infant is akin to that of a plant
combination of sperm count results in formation of an infant
planting of the seed and nurturing it results in creation of plant

Infant grows in the womb of mother
Plant grow in the domain of mother earth

Both need nourishment to grow within
Both need time frame to come out

Infant gets mothers milk as food
plant gets water as its food

Infant grows up over a period to become adult
plant too grows up over a period to become tree

Adult will be the care taker of its parents
tree will take care of not only its branches
but become the saviour of humans as well

Tree gives shelter to living being
Tree gives oxygen to living being
Tree gives food to living beings
Tree helps in generating rain water
which is so needed for the needs of
living being

Tree contributes so much to the very
existence of living being without
expecting anything for itself in return

But the human being has a diabolic intentions
They see tree as their source of wealth

They unceremoniously cut the trees
without having a thought to the tears
that the tree shed while it is cut

They cant hear its creeking voice when it is
mercilessly chopped off

They are UN aware why the tree is shedding tears
They are ignorant why the tree is crying in creaking voice

They are blind to realise that tree is shedding tears because it can no longer give shelter to human beings
They are deaf to understand that tree is crying because it can no longer feed food or give oxygen
for their very survival
They are treacherous to even think for a moment trees are not a separate entity but part of their own and
is Mother to them as well to all other living beings

Oh my dear Tree I apologise on behalf of all my fellow greedy human beings for not being able
to know who you are ,why you are and what for you are

Every Human being should realise that they are fortunate to have Two mothers with them,
One who is bio logical mother and the other who is Natures Mother

While Bio logical mother nurtures and bring them up
the Natures mother sustains and guards them from calamities

Human beings should understand that with chopping of every tree
they are digging their own graves to ultimately rest without peace

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I am a retired Engineer from the Government of Karnataka and now 64 year old. post retirement I fancied to write in 3 languages namely English,Hindi and kannada. I have written several poems,short stories etc and have published two books namely ""Tri bhasha Kritigalu and Rampys vision on lifes mission and now it has become passion for me to continue writing. I have also developed several software computer programmes covering Technical,medical and general programmes
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