is there eternal peace
i ask a banyan tree
meditative he's been
for long lost centuries
whizzing in theirs nests
birds and little scurries
line up his neck
itch his roots
nibble his leaves
banyan mute and steady
eaten and teared apart
braving the raveging
braving the incessant miseries
quietly wondering i asked
how do you find the peace
in this heat searing
how do you find peace
in chills bearing
nay...its all perjury
the perennial banyan smiled
Its constance beamed
i love my lord
my God
with all my heart
therein lies true peace
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