Kalpavruksha
In stillness standing, rooted firm, A plea to be like you, in nature's term. Not settling with sun's warm light, Embracing cold in the dark of night. A shelter wide for birds to sing, Feeding, healing, your fruit does bring. Prayers sanctified in your presence, No sound in pride, yet strong and immense. Wounded by storms, thunder's might, Scorching heat, and stones in flight. Not fighting back, but growing strong. Roots stretching deeper, all along. Spirit unbroken, amid the strife, Vibing with freshness, the joy of life. In your presence, a blissful stance, Nature's embrace, a serene dance.