The tree that once bloomed

The tree that once bloomed

One spring day when I walked down a lane,
I saw a wonderful sight and here I explain:

Fire red flowers in a wonderful bloom,
Adorned a beautiful tree, on a full moon.

To all the busy people and their own plight,...
A view of her, would make things all right.

The young tree swayed all day in this glory,
And thought this was forever, going to be her story.

Alas the bloom someday, had to come to an end
And she never knew how the sorrow would advent.

Then spring had to go and the cold autumn came
And took away with it, her lovely floral chain.

Little did she know with the bloom that went,
All the love she got , became neglect to an extent.

The people who had worshiped moved on to other bloom
All she was left with, was so much of gloom.

But dear beautiful tree - I kept watching you,
I'll not forget that you once bloomed too.

You lost your floral crown as the time had come
For you to make way for the brand new one.

You made so many happy and so you should be,
Happy and happier as far as you can see .

Just pick yourself up and make yourself this vow,
Don't wait for them to worship, Don't wait for them to bow.

Happiness is something that lives inside you,
The moment you believe that, the world will bow for you.

(A sculpture by a dear friend of fallen leaves -  inspired me to write this poem. 

What happens in nature, happens to us - this is the thought i would like to leave behind to all readers of this poem) 

- Ashwini Jehangir Virji