Come Spring,
the carroty floral buds,
blossomed and swayed,
as the breeze shook,
leaves fluttering,
in it’s full youth.
The huge armed Gulmohr tree,
rooted firm and deep.

Come autumn,
the twigs and boughs..
all dry and arid,
livid & dismayed,
the leaves shedding slowly,
lifeless, it stands bare.
The huge armed Gulmohr tree,
rooted firm and deep.

Our life is like a tree, goes through different seasons; yet survives, sustains and continues to inspire. I love Gulmohr trees,(Delonix Regia, an ornamental tree) i remember having it in our yards before. On opening the windows, the breeze would flow in through the trees and fill in our heart and soul with it’s purity!

Wishing you all a great morning!

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