Here we lie remembering the good old days... From bearing just one tiny leaf to being a big branch full of leaves, flowers, and fruits. We believed that providing shelter and food to the winged and the four-legged ones was the purpose of our existence. We danced to the melodies of the birds, stayed still for the leopards that slept on us, and became a home for the monkeys.
Even today
as we lay on the grounds, we protect the tiniest creatures of nature. For we
see what the naked eye cannot. We survive the hottest summers, the coldest
winters and not to forget the heaviest rains. Tried our best to fight the odds
and live for our dearies.
We live for the forest and we die for the forest.
We are the branches, the fallen soldiers of the forest...
