I got married few years back and shifted to Landour, Mussoorie. The apartment where me and my husband used to live had a big Oak tree just outside the window.
Everyday, sunshine used to peep through my window through the Oak tree. Different Himalayan birds, owls, langoors, monkeys, insects, fireflies, butterflies could be observed just by sitting alongside my window. I used to sip a cup of coffee and write and the Oak tree always motivated me. Now, I play with my one year old baby who also loves and admires nature and trees alongwith me.
Oak tree beside my window,
Oak tree under the spree;
Oak tree beside my window,
Tree of life are you thee?
The first ray of sunshine glistens through,
morning dew drops on serrated leaves ;
The dew drops trickling from serrated, edges, a signature spider leaps.
Morning breeze whirls through your, branches making morning wish;
Sunshine plays hide and seek through your, beautiful silvery leaves.
Soft breeze whirls through the branches,
Oh! look a Himalayan tit;
Verditter fly catcher, sunbirds and Jays
hop and tweet.
Langoors spend leisure time,
Rhesus monkeys too;
They visit you everyday,
Ofcourse your acorns lure them too.
As sun is going down, it’s time to rest for me,
I put on my window curtains and switch on my night lampshade;
But Cicadas and fireflies will continue mystifying you,
alongwith Barn owl, Scops Owl, pine marten.
Your roots are grounded in forest soil,
A hermit or home to lives;
Tree of life are you or a hermit hospice,
Oak tree beside my window,
Oak tree under the spree!!
Thank you!!
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