As Trees Neither Cry nor Complain

It is poem of prayers, dedicated to the pregnant women for safe delivery during their parturition.

1. Sat I down under

The shadow of one

Of the trees in

My father’s garden relaxing

As breeze blows gently

2. South wind must have

Increased its speed, this

Affects the speed of

The wind blowin’ in

The garden where I am

3. Though the speed has

Changed but neither stormy

Nor too much for

My flesh as I

Be sited under the tree

4. Branches of this tree

Were shaken, though nay

Vigorously, as the branches

Move to and fro

Perching birds fly in ‘joyment

5. Soon leaves, old ones

Started fallen off the

Branches of the tree

Under which I sat

As I enjoy’d breeze

6. About two fell on

My body. Then my

Mind connected with a

Female friend who is

Heavily heavy with pregn’cy

7. Started I to use

The incident to commune

With God who formed

Heav’n and Earth that

As He makes it

8. Easy for trees to

Shed old leaves from

Their branches without complaining,

Neither grumbling nor crying,

He ‘ld make it easier for

9. My friend and even

Other pregnant women too

Whose pregnancies are old

And ripe to put to

Bed with minimal pain

10. Pains, doubts, agitations, fears,

Anticipations, uncertainties shrouded this

Period in women’s lives

And lives of associates

11. Parturition period is period

When women are half

Alive half dead for

The associated pains but

Trees don’t ‘xperience this

12. Since nothing be impossible

With God, its my

Earnest prayer, wishes and

Hopes that pregnant women

Put to bed safely.