A POEM INSPIRED BY MY STAY AT THE ASHRAM

Mango Tree

My seed was planted far beneath the ground

With my roots firmly supported by the Earth around

I have a strong foundation so I’m not easily shaken

My core is solid so don’t be mistaken

My branches stretch out in the open air

Which gives my leaves space to grow and repair

The sun smiles down on me during the day

I say thanks; for without her I would not be here today

I’m blessed when the clouds sprinkle me with love

I know the rain is special because it comes from above

I have many small friends who like to stop by

I enjoy their time before they have to go back into the sky

I never shed a tear for the ones who have gone

For I know there will be more who will come along

The fruits of my labour dangle off my arms

Handing out mangos is just one of my charms

I enjoy the gentle breeze of the wind

Its rhythm makes me dance and sing

But sometimes the wind brings along a thunder storm

And some of my branches break off and my leaves are torn

I never fear its violent behaviour

Because I know God has a reason which is far greater

I am unique and there is no other tree just like me

So please don’t be envious because we all have our own destiny.