In a landscape kissed by twilight's soft embrace,
Stand dry trees, their branches reaching into space.
Silhouetted 'gainst the canvas of the setting sun,
Their barren limbs tell stories of battles fought and won.
Against a backdrop of golden hues and crimson skies,
They stand as guardians, weathered by time's endless guise.
Each crack and crevice a testament to resilience,
In the face of nature's whims, their steadfast brilliance.
Though devoid of leaves, they hold a beauty rare,
A stark contrast to the verdant life that fills the air.
Their skeletal forms dance in the evening's gentle breeze,
Whispering secrets of the earth with effortless ease.
For even in their dormancy, they hold a quiet grace,
Symbolizing strength, endurance, and a timeless embrace.
So let us pause to admire their silent symphony,
And find solace in the beauty of each dry tree.
©Sujata Maggoo
India
Short Bio-
Sujata Maggoo lives in Faridabad and works in Delhi as a lecturer.Im a lecturer, blogger, and a Storyteller. She loves to read and write. Teaching is her passion and composing poems is her hobby.