LEAFLESS TREE

In the course of the morning walk
this tree each day
I do pass,
in its naked existence
flanking foliage
it exudes charm.

What tales it has to share
how many life-forms been comforted
in its cool bosom
promises and kisses
exchanged under its shade—
desire to discern

Against relentless rain, glittery nights
sizzling summers and murmuring winds
inflection of clouds day after day
it stands unperturbed, unfettered.

Not a rhymester I am, to lay expression in print
neither an artist nor a lens man
to bring out the sensitivity,
The charismatic tree rouses the prosaic me
Its stillness radiates calm
I continue to gaze….

Looking intently at tree stripped of leaves and fruit
waiting patiently for summer
a monk recognised
the trustworthy autonomy
of divine intervention
love for God, never after ‘ceased to burn’.
Will this leafless tree be the catalyst?


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