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I have been standing for ages,
I wish to live for you.
Do not chop me, I am yours.
I wish to give you something in the future.
I am milk and water for you.
I am thick shade and showers.
I manufacture soil and manure.
I wish to give you foodgrains.
Some of my kind bear fruits.
They ripen for you.
I wish to ripen with sweetness.
I wish to bow down for you.
I am the pleasant season.
I am spring. I am the rains.
I am with Earth and Life.
I am with Earth and life.
I am everything for you.
Do not cut me, I have life,
I feel pain, so my name is tree.
Rolling of logs will create landslides
Remember, I stand on slopes and below is the village.
Where we were destroyed,
Dust is flying, there.
The hilltops have become barren,
All the water sources have dried up.
Do net cut us, save us.
Plant us, decorate the Earth.
What is ours is yours.
Leave something for posterity.
Such is the Chipko movement.
.... Hinduism and Ecology : Seeds of Turth