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An Autobiography of a Plant (Prose and Poetry)

POETRY 

In my garden, I see life begin and bloom,

I see God's creation gently emerging from the gloom.

I rise from the ground and gradually become a plant;

With the virtue of Mother Nature's chant.

I grow with the assistance of sunlight, water, and air;

I take birth in a world that can sometimes be unfair.

I am conferred with all the required love, care, and affection,

Though sometimes it happens only for projection.

I am capable of preparing my own food;

As I grow up, I give shade to people, which feels good.

I have witnessed a variety of emotions,

I am associated with memories and devotion.

I am given the name of a 'Blessed Tree,'

That provides shelter in a life so bleak.

Surrounded by other plants, I witness the children’s learning,

Accustomed to listening to music; my heart is yearning.

As children's laughter fills the air, it is so soothing,

I get nurtured by their gratitude and affection, so moving.

The flowers are like children; I bloom with delight,

I become happy when they flourish, all day and night.


PROSE

In my garden, I see life begin and bloom, witnessing God's creation gently emerging from the gloom. I rise from the ground and gradually become a plant, embodying the virtue of Mother Nature's chant. With the assistance of sunlight, water, and air, I take birth in a world that can sometimes be unfair. I am conferred with all the required love, care, and affection, though sometimes it feels like it happens only for projection. I am capable of preparing my own food; as I grow tall, I provide shade to people, which feels good. Throughout my life, I have witnessed a variety of emotions and am associated with cherished memories and devotion. Known as a 'Blessed Tree,' I provide shelter in a life so bleak. Surrounded by other plants, I observe children’s learning, accustomed to listening to music, my heart yearning. As children's laughter fills the air, it is so soothing, and I find nourishment in their gratitude and affection, which is so moving. The flowers are like children; I bloom with delight, and I become happy when they flourish, all day and night.


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