The Tree

Apr 4, 2023

1 min read

By Rangan Ghosh

O lady,

draped in green

you stand solemn

poised and serene

against a curtain of blue,

are you, unmoving

painting a vibrant hue

captivating even the roving

a gentle zephyr plays,

with locks viridescent

your crown relays,

a beautiful essence

such an interweaving

of verdant and azure

surely, bears testimony

to the earthly and pure

By Rangan Ghosh

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