one would heal another
one would'nt stand there
to see the sick one droop and wither
they do it not for a fare
they converse... their pains they share
to heal one another
their whispers we do hear
their conversation we don't decipher
to know their plights..it is not clear
man doesnt heal...man slaughters
to hear his ears aren't sharp
to slaughter his axe he sharpens
[one tree healing or curing another tree is not an illusion it is a proven fact]
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/among-trees/
