The tall royal deodars
perched near the peaks
looking down on their
humble counterparts
the pines huddled
together like commoners
while these majestic aristocrats
like devout yogis
seeking solitude and self
their proud straight spines
swaying just a little
at the humble request
by the cold wind
seeking passage
their sturdy roots
locked firmly on
the hill's contours beneath
like a passionate lover's
lips meeting the
beloved after long !
deodaars ... :) ... wonderful words ..
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