Oh, Where Is Silence, There Is Peace! Poem by Ujjal Mandal

A banyan tree, like a giant with four arms-
motionless and solid; so dark it's root,
The windy storm can't break through
that tree anyway,
None can hold its domination.
He stands so quiet as if
the words felt ashamed,
Even, that tree is never glorified itself by
Showing his power and huge body.
All the creatures take a shelter on, in, and beneath that godlike bunyan tree
feeling so deep and repose-- I can't
drawing all these!
Oh, where is silence, there is peace!