Monday, July 11, 2016

Planting Trees

‘Trees will heal the world’,
They tell the kids,
‘They will breathe fresh life
Into our midst.’
But you know how kids
Think silly, simple things?
So when I see a broken heart,
A soul with just one wing –
The child in me,
Wants to plant trees
With a nurturing soil
And a few hopeful seeds.
Let trees heal our wounds
For are we not worlds in our own?
Circling the suns of desire
Sometimes together, at times alone. 
How amusing would we seem!
All flowers and bird nests,
Shattered vessels turned to meadows,
Flaunting scars, looking like a beautiful mess.