Reclaimed

The furious storm
razed all that lay in its path.
Branches from a large tree had broken,
Their weight damaging on impact
The roof of a house.
The house-owner cursed,
Seeing the damage to his house.
He ordered the whole tree
to be chopped off.
In a couple of days
Only the stump remained.
Good riddance, the owner thought!
Yet, unknown to him,
A few feet away from the tree-stump,
Possibly a fallen seed,
Nourished by the rains
Had sprouted from the ground.

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Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com. View all posts by gdutta17