SPRAWLING
Aloft there stands a big tree
Days together shredding of leaves began
Few days down the path
Caricature of woody ghost
spread of veins
Amid bony body minus flesh
Rise of sun rays
Rushes immense non cognisant
Inscrutable hands
Hidden beneath and over
To fill the caricature
With reddish hue
To pass on to nascent green leaves
Behold! there breaks out
Young buddings
Awaiting to spawn
Red Red Red every conspicuous space
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