A Mute Tree

A Mute Tree
In the mid noon of hot summer,
scratching heat making man to swelter,
stands, the tree Gulmohar
laden with beautiful flower
gazing at the sun in meditating posture
without loss of its freshness and grandeur,
as if is poised for prayer and gratitude to offer
on behalf of the earth, our mother
to the sun, the source of energy and power
for sustenance of the creation in past present and future.
Underneath the tree rest man and animal so also an insignificant creature,
In the flowery foliage below the top birds, big and small take shelter.
The tree serves all bearing scorching heat without murmur.
its love for all that is reflected in its smiling flower.
To love and to serve, Gulmohar a mute tree stands for
Why not, we human beings to this divine trait do adhere?