Listening to a Forest by Uma Asopa SignUp
Boloji.com

Channels

In Focus

 
Analysis
Cartoons
Education
Environment
Opinion
Photo Essays
 
 

Columns

 
A Bystander's Diary
Business
Random Thoughts
 
 

Our Heritage

 
Architecture
Astrology
Ayurveda
Buddhism
Cinema
Culture
Festivals
Hinduism
History
People
Places
Sikhism
Spirituality
 
 

Society & Lifestyle

 
Health
Parenting
Perspective
Recipes
Society
Teens
Women
 
 

Creative Writings

 
Book Reviews
Computing
Ghalib's Corner
Humor
Individuality
Literary Shelf
Love Letters
Memoirs
Quotes
Stories
Travelogues
Workshop
 
 
Theme: Nature Share This Page
Listening to a Forest
by Dr. Uma Asopa
Bookmark and Share
  Listening to a forest...

Let voices not follow,
let silence not desert,
The echo of my steps
is talking to me -
I am walking through a forest.

When forests cry,
they fill up to the brim.
Some trees rise above,
but most drown in floods.
There is only mourning -
no listeners, and no words.

Birches, pine and bamboos
strive for light and space.
Creepers cling to them
reaching for the sun.
In depths of rain forests
there is only dark,
but they do not give up...

Sometimes forests dry,
dwindle or desiccate,
or burn in wild fires
for no fault of theirs.
They simply lie dormant -
waiting to come back.

I left my stories behind
so I could hear them whisper -
how leaves rattle in sorrow,
and stems sway in distress.
I could almost hear them say
how they lived through
too little or too much.

Listening to a Forest2.jpg
Share This:
May 01, 2005
More By: Dr. Uma Asopa
Views: 874      Comments: 0




Name *
Email ID
 (will not be published)
Comment
Verification Code*
Can't read? Reload
Please fill the above code for verification.



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
2018 All Rights Reserved
 
No part of this Internet site may be reproduced without prior written permission of the copyright holder
.