THE CHERRY TREE( theme taken from Ruskin Bond short story)

The day when I found the cherry tree
An adventure it seemed to me
So instead of throwing it in the waste bin
I took it to my Grandma to see.

She exclaimed at my find
And told me how lucky I was
For cherry seeds brought good luck
It brought happiness without a pause.
“I will always keep it in my pocket”
I exclaimed in childish delight.
“But that wont bring you good luck”
Grandma gave me a new insight
“Nothing can be lucky
Unless you put it to use
Why don’t you plant it at the backyard”
What is there to lose?

I planted it when I was nine
And watched it grow everyday
It coiled up like a climber
In its own wayward way

Eight years have gone by
And now as I see the cherry tree
The thought fills my heart
That I have set a soul free
As the winds blow
And the trees’ leaves doff and nod
I silently leave a question in the void
Is this what it is like to be God?