To sit in solitude, to think in solitude with only the music of the stream and the cedar to break the flow of silence, there lies the value of wilderness – John Muir
I was in the wild garden few days ago,
Of conifers where pillars of pine,
And chestnut nurtured the foliage beneath.
How quite that garden was,
Where no breeze bothered the Cornelian cherry!
In a glade, you stood like a modest god.
With your soaring trunk and a giant canopy
It appeared as if you were some ancient
Brethren of mountains
And in your silent kingdom,
Even sighing was an intrusion.
The tender branches of your canopy,
Exhibited an unsurpassable symmetry
A heard of you and your species,
Gazed towards heaven in orderliness
As if ready for a march
With their mauds and bagpipes.
With furry leaves, you render care to the forest
And sieve nourishing aortal light,
For golden rods and anemones
In winters and strong winds,
You stand silently and gallantly as snow
Slips softly from your shapely branches.
6 comments
6 Comments
Dr.Jailami R Vinayak
June 12, 2022, 11:56 amHeavenly, manifesting Godliness!
REPLYGunjan Joshi@Dr.Jailami R Vinayak
June 21, 2022, 5:56 amIndebted for your love always.
REPLYAbhigyan
June 14, 2022, 12:15 pmYour words are mellifluous as your imagery. Such a love for trees is beyond praiseworthy! Keep up the good work.
REPLYGunjan Joshi@Abhigyan
June 21, 2022, 5:55 amThanks a lot for generous words.
REPLYAkshita Pandey
June 16, 2022, 2:09 pmBeauty of nature is always beyond description of words but your words made it possible .
REPLYGunjan Joshi@Akshita Pandey
June 21, 2022, 5:55 amThank you for your kind words Akshita.
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