so you think I am your destination
I am the one you have always searched for
The ultimate friend, the ultimate comrade
My friend I honour your intention.
But the tree of love and friendship
Takes its time to grow and spread
Have you ever noted my friend
Tallest tree take the most time to grow?
They gently take all seasons in their stride
The summer, the winter, the sun, the storm?
They don’t take these pains in vain my friend
These extremes strengthen their root and branch.
Every summer scorch they face deepens their roots
Every storm they survive makes their trunk harder
Every winter chill and monsoon lash leaves branches
New and fresh, full of new feelings and flowers.
This beauty cant come in a day or two
They will need years of seasoning
So just wait and let the tree grow
With its own rhyme and reasoning.
4 comments:
"Years of seasoning" so right!
All the things that shape us and make us who we are..
So nicely expressed.
Secretia
fully agreed.
Beautifully written
glad that you liked it.
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