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Vol. 5 Num 1059 Fri. May 25, 2007  
   
Environment


The Tree


I kept fasting
while I was in contemplation
under the tree

The tree
kept on talking
humming melodious tune
in my words

When I was fainting from hunger
the tree gave me fruit
emptying itself

When I was burning
under the parching sun,
the tree gave me cool shade
erecting itself

While I was shivering in winter
the tree gave me warmth
baring itself

I followed God for long
but in the invisible form
God was standing in the form of tree
in front of me.

The poet is a Nepalese diplomat stationed at Dhaka.
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