Words Of Trees Poem by dipak adhya

One day we must realise
Trees in our garden or surrounding
Await us to make us know
They are ours.
Their awaiting is for our company
They want our touch
As my ladylove wants to hold my fingures.
Having given shelter
The trees also stretch their arms
To the birds
And in gentle breeze
They say,
Oh my friend!
Let you listen your song to men
On behalf of me.
My music is for you
My quiet shades are for all
Let me be like a sage
Who knows only to give
For the Earth's-sake!