(The Poem is written by Dr. Shihab Ghanem, translated into Malayalam by Sarju)

An exhausted traveller takes to my shade,

He shuts his eyelids and sleeps soundly.

He dreams and dreams.

Absolute quietness falls over the world

And darkness shrouds the earth.

A rosy thread emanates from the east

The birds take to my branches and sing

The leaves dance under the gentle breeze,

The fragrance intermingles with the music,

A refreshed face slowly opens its eyes

Like an egg hatching

Happiness sparkles in its half- opened eyes

The smile spreads its wings and rests on his lips.

When the leaves dry up on my branches

And all my umbrageous shade leaves for ever.

The wood-cutters whirl their axes at my trunk

But I might become a bench in a garden cradling lovers,

Or a window through which the rays of sunrise seep,

Or my wood might be converted into paper

On which would be written love poems or letters of longing,

Or I might be cut into wood for the fire place

And radiate warmth copiously

And feel that even at the moment of my extinction

I could still be creative!