Lying Under a Banyan Tree

Lying in the meadows' nest under your green greatness, remembrance of my Grandma's face oh banyan, my lullaby days! Under your green greatness listening to murmuring leaves, oh banyan, my lullaby days just like from my Grandma's lips! Listening to murmuring leaves a history hundred years old, just like from my Grandma's lips the fairy tales that were told! A history hundred years old want to listen before I sleep, the fairy tales that were told sure in my mind will creep! Want to listen before I sleep story of your younger days, sure in my mind will creep like morning Sun's golden rays! Story of your younger days remembrance of my Grandma's face, like morning Sun's golden rays lying in the meadows' nest! © kashinath karmakar =====================