A traveller stood dazed, then sat under a big banyan tree,
There came a man who sat next to him and gazed serenely.
He tried to gather a little about the traveller’s whereabouts,
If there was a family who took him home when he was out.
Tears filled the traveller’s weary eyes and his reply was laced with grief-
“I have never shared warm sun rays with my children in nurseries,
Have never eaten melting ice-creams with naughty little ones,
Unrealised dreams crowd my mind, more than fanciful memories.”
He continued his solemn story, unthinkable to the man yet true,
“In starry nights I yearn for candlelight dinners and a touch of love,
Warm fires kept going by my mother for me, even with logs few.
And my father’s proud look and blessings when before all, I take a bow.
“O, traveller!”, the man cried unable to comprehend this anomaly,
“How do you face this unspeakable tragedy, none to call a family?”
With a benign smile, he said, “This banyan tree is now my dear family,
Gives me most what I yearn for, showers its love unconditionally.”
Thinking beyond the obvious, the man knew the traveller was true,
Nature is all-encompassing, a big family when we have none.
Omnipresent and potent it is, whose needs are just a few,
A family is irreplaceable, but nature is indeed our loved one!