TREES: THE SOUL OF NATURE by Vidya Chetan

Nature always inspires me in my search for my inner self...

My spirituality is closely linked with nature. I especially sense this when I take a stroll into nature, amid the giant trees. I feel the wind soothing my inner soul, in ways that rest beyond what words can elucidate. This poem is inspired by the beauty of nature: its greenery and colorfully vivid treasures. I get myself lost in its lush forests surrounded by trees and gushing rivers.

Trees: The Soul of Nature

by Vidya Chetan

Trees getting cut day by day,

yet we busy extinguishing our soul,

breaking the habitat of birds.

Where will our birds abide as we hurt our Mother Nature?

Blindfolded to the blood oozing, from the trunks of ancestral trees,

ignoring the pain of deep routed stalks for our self-centred advances!!

Wild creatures are being displaced,

as we enlarge our castles.

Weather is getting more and more intense,

while we easily adapt with air conditioners,

blindly overlooking our fellow beings inhabiting nature's lap.

There, they struggle to tolerate environmental damage of flora.

Expecting shade everywhere due to the sun's scorching heat,

we ironically anticipate cool air, without planting a single sapling.

Our future generations will not know the relief of nature's shade.

What are we contributing to our Mother Earth?

Do technological advances support our flora and fauna?

Our existence is threatened when Mother Nature is overlooked!

Could we not plant trees around us as we renovate our homes?

Let us envision a green world where our soul can repose.

Our soul will be sanctified if we could sow a single seed.

Where we can rest in the shade of the soul of nature?

Where can we rest under trees!!!

Vidya Chetan: I become more spiritual when I am connected with nature. I am deeply inspired and motivated by nature around me and really feel sad when its destruction happens. Since my childhood in Kerala, India, my passion has been to write poetry inspired by nature and its serenity. If I could do something to protect nature, where my soul is, I would feel so blessed. There is no spirituality for me without contemplating upon nature and its lessons. My debut poetry book, Song of Soul was published in 2012. I find solace in the works of Wordsworth and Gibran. Basically I am a poet at heart, who wishes to explore other fields of writing too.

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