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: The Barren Tree :

It grew in the wilds, a sentinel growing tall,

A mighty yogi in presence, embracing it all!

Branches reaching out, to the skies in a plea,

Seeking for the strength - to live it's destiny!

 

Its ancient bark, a wrinkled, weathered hide,

Tells a tale of the time's, swiftly flowing tide.

Inexorably which has grabbed, life in a churn,

On and onwards to - the lands of no return!

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: Alone in the Rain :

Walking in the rain all alone.

Tripping thru' nature's home.

On the stage of the field ahead,

the water drops perform.

The trees murmur, sing and rejoice.

With the rains they found their voice.

No keening wail in tempests wry,

but a happy voice in joyous cry,

of nature reborn.

 

Walking in the rain all alone.

I need no friend, for company.

I want no body to come...

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