Pining for what?

Swathi Sriram
Jul 27, 2017 · 1 min read

The Jacob’s Ladder of my dreams. Every single pine has a story of its own. Some of them pining, others a little happy, some angry and most of them, filled with an all impending fear of the axe across their bodies in the winter. They seek refuge from the sun, but burn themselves out in excess heat, forest fires, probably. Such is life. The stories are myriad but at the end of it, we will all see the grave, no matter what.

Swathi Sriram

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