I Want Not - 02: The Altitude
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Subhas Chandra Chakra
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I want not
That height of a mountain peak
High, great, yet alien-
that never bears a land or tree,
that never backs an undergrowth
of plants and shrubs for free,
where birds of Earth,
the lovers of height,
the lovers of the sky high,
the blue seekers of horizons,
don't sit on it
do not dwell there.
Rather I would love to be a tree
Banyan or Mango or an Oak,
for folks to gather at noon,
for birds to flutter in the morn,
for kids to play under it,
fruits for squirrels
and rats to eat
to fit to their needs
and care and render
before they ask for.
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