Uprooted

 In a hundred years, the city has changed 

People, climate, concrete jungles 

I witnessed it all in silence; 

The flowers died in people's laughter, 

The animals were lost in the crowd's clusters.

Until today, I stood proud 

But the gust has now uprooted me.

The birds and bees escaped on time, 

As all of me came crashing down.

People gasped, the rain lashed; 

All my fruits went scattering about.

A single root stays grounded still, 

I smile at nature's wrath in disbelief.

Kind she is, giver of life 

And yet she destroys, 

Takes away a thousand lives.

Light dawned on me as I saw, 

Many more are struggling with the storm.

"Alive I am! And breathing still, 

The storm can do no more harm to me.

© Suranya