Tall, tall, Trees grow tall
Bending over at the top
Of their ends to touch
To form a one spreading green canopy.
All lose themselves into One ;
One is propped up by the Many
Growing tree-trunks below
A twilight cool World of serenity descends
Calming the encapsulated Being. Now and then
Dazzling streaks of sunbeams
Pierce the expanding blanket.
Forest of Trees surround me
Overhangs me, yet leaves space
Above me, making me mindful of an ocean of bliss