Mighty Old Trees

Raising high threatening the skies

stand in attention, soldiers in rows.

Their green heads swaying wildly,

brown arms open wide trapping light.



Bursting out of mighty rocks,

arise the might banyan trees.

Roots digging deep in to earth,

seeking water among rocks.



Peels of bark stripped out,

by elephants that roam about.

Tiny nests adorn their crown,

feeding creatures all around.



Primitive men to tribal folks

rested under its shady leaves.

Lives on this silent witness,

watching evolutions fold out.