It is the time

There might be a time when the dark clouds silhouetted behind me..

But surely it is not the time.

There will be a time when the torrents from above befall furiously on me ..

And take away my blossoms..

But surely it is not the time.

A time will come when all my greeneries will bid adieu from me..

And I stand naked under the fury of the sun..

But surely it is not the time.

A time will come when termites will feed on my body..

And I fall apart…

But surely it is not the time.

It is the time of blossoms..

When my head is high to the blue sky

When the butterflies roam around me..

And the white urns prattle on my twigs …

It is the time great kings come near me for my friendship

And queens me to adore them

It is the time when I transformed dust into colours

It is the time when the crown of victory kneels before me.