Day 59: The Banyans
The bamboo picked up his bag and sailed across the sea
To the place of both new and old for he
Long ago uprooted, now in search of a place to grow
A place to pursue a sustainable life and build a grove
He called out in search of mitti, but found it banjar
Little fertilizer for his ideas or social-emotional hunger
“A bamboo grove can house, cloth and feed,
But who will understand the need?”
Alas, his call was answered by two banyan trees
Who extended a hand and shared their stories.
Offering and summoning shade, fertilizer, water and sun,
The banyans treated the bamboo as their own son.
He came in search of roots, which he found
In the banyans generous offering to the ground.
Unconditional, the banyans did all they could do
“Home, a feeling not a place,” thought the bamboo.
Feeling rejuvenated and renewed
The growth of the grove continued.
Sitting in their wise shade, watching the sunset
“Whatever happens, the banyans I will never forget”
*Mitti means soil and banjar means barren