Silhouetted against the sky at dusk
Reserved and timid to be seen along
The golden horizon, covered in husk,
I’m fixed here from dusk to dawn, for lifelong;
Taking refuge from the sky up high,
Burned and washed-out in sun and rain,
Growing ever bright, it helps beautify;
I’m rooted here all alone, with Nature I sustain.
Standing on ground close to the seashore,
Quenching thirst with saline water mostly,
Surviving as I grow, into the earth my feet bore;
I’m planted here on sand, in a place remotely.
Photo credits: Hussain Waheed