Trees in bloom
In a highly urbanised setting where concrete and humans far outnumber the flora and fauna, a tree in bloom is a treat. Driving home the other day I noticed a few trees in bloom, their brilliant flowers reaching out to my Mumbai sky.
I may have identified the trees wrongly thanks to my rusty knowledge of botany. Will gladly welcome correct names if wrong.
There’s something uplifting about trees, their branches reaching out to the sky , a notion so beautifully expressed in this poem from my schooldays :
By Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Source: Poetry (Poetry)
With each passing day, the temperature is rising and soon these blooms too will fall off and the trees will go back to being part of the unnoticed background.
Linking this to #SkywatchFriday.