That Tree
That Tree
Fully grown and blossomed green,
That Tree has its beauty unique,
Attached from the ground and
From the sky still detached,
It has seen both good and bad days,
All types of seasons and their change.
Grown old and now withered,
It still stands erect and in glory indeed.
Although, there no longer exists any greenness,
And not a single piece of a flower or a leaf,
Still, the beauty lies,
In the darkness
And in the branches of that Tree!
The amazing patterns it makes with the sky,
Makes the viewer amazed and astonished.
Also, the whiteness and blueness
Of cloud and the sky,
Too shines and simultaneously withers!
For the awe and wonder,
Of that Tree is really unique!
The beauty thus can never be defined
And taught,
For the way you perceive,
And the way you feel,
Makes the whole difference!