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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My Friend Pine Tree Away, quite away from my nearby Allen Forest One day I was moving on a hill top On a Himalayan mountain hill I found myself standing Before a beautiful and majestic Pine tree The tree was tall and beautiful The wind was blowing, its sprigs and leaves As if, a flute blower was playing with its flute The Pine tree was swinging and singing Creating a melody of its own I too got lost to watch and hear that music And felt as if, the tree wanted to speak with me I gently touched the tree and felt its thrills A sensation ran through my spine and body I found that the Pine tree was singing in joy The breeze was full of drizzling and the hanging clouds Were touching and embracing the hill top tree While the sky was flashing a brilliant light And I was charmed by that magical yellow light Coming from a slice of the clouds, hovering on another hill And showering on the Pine tree and on every thing all around Every things including me was taking a bath In the rains of that magical defusing light sublime I again felt a sweet sensation running my spine When a sprig of Pine tree touched my fingers As if, it was trying to shake my hand with pleasure To show how happy was the Pine tree To find a friend in such a weather sublime Overwhelm by the sensations of pleasure I felt While standing before the Pine tree and beholding To dance and sing with the tree in those moments To celebrate the treasure of joy, it had given to me And remained in an state of ecstasy till I saw What humans have done with other Pine trees Which I saw on the other side of the hill The trees here were brutally cut and slain To get the resin from the trunks of every pine tree I saw them crying and weeping with agonies And their was no music and joy in their thrilling Although the wind was touching them here also But I could not behold my friend Pine tree In that state of agony any more. Ravindra Kanpur. India 01st December 2009
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