"Thannuttha Poonthanal Veeshi" Ode to The Tree
Whose canopied crown spreads up and wide
Wafting the cool ,shady breezes
To you oh Tree, we bow.
Like the blue throated Lord Shiva
You consume poison to give us the life giving air
To you oh Tree, we bow.
Giver of rain and coolness
Bearer of fruits to assuage hunger
The cure for many an ailment
The toy that brings forth the childhood laughter
The stick that supports the infirmity of old age
To you oh Tree, we bow.
You are the woven cradle, and the bed of royalty
The peaceful, final resting place for us on the pyre
You are the steadfast friend that showers endless mercy.
To you oh Tree, we bow.
We bow to your dignified stance
Whose widespread chest bears the mark of our axes.
You are the mother that unfailingly blocks the eroding earth
When torrential floods sweep down from the hills.
The fire in your maternal heart is always lit
To plan the annual storage of nectar from the skies.
We touch your feet, oh, nourishing mother.
We bless our eyes as tears stream down
A humble prayer to you.
We mutilate you again and again
We sell you for profit of Black and Yellow Metal
Yet your floods of mercy continue to rain on us
To you oh Tree, we bow.
With patience you control the forces of wind, sun and rain
The nourisher of us, beings, who are
Ingratitude personified from head to toe
What do we give back to you?
Only our axes and our fires !
You will bear with us, wont you?
And yet, alas, will Mother Nature tolerate ?
Or will she turn her Fiery Eyes on us ?
Glowing with terrifying censure, utter
" NO MORE . NEVER AGAIN ! "
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