6.5.2024
O sacred tree accept my namaste I bow before thee on this auspicious day When the gods of beauty crown you in Kashmir, And I am truly blessed to be with you here. All Nature sings to me her songs of faith, Accepting worldly sorrow with a Grace Refined and eloquent, speaking to me of love And true sincerity of life's long days,
The changing weather patterns caused by man And yet in eloquence still you stand A herald of the future paradise.
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