Poets, Patriots, and the Trees

Trees teach me a hundred lessons – and still counting. I admire the strength of a tree. I am amazed at its patience, persistence, and perseverance. I honor its generosity to my race.

At home, I planted Molave Tree (Tugas) beside the fast-growing Narra which was planted by my father. The last time I visited home, I saw how Molave Tree which I planted four years ago grew. Its green leaves looked very gratifying.

Perhaps, trees are so inspiring that it nurtures and continuously nourish the poet’s spirit. Perhaps, trees is an epic that it motivates heroes to fearlessly shed their blood.

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