my passion

Years ago in my desparate passion for trees I planted it on the bank
of a pond beside my house. I thought that I could see it blossoming
from my window. But storm and stray cattle endangered the life of the
sapling time and again. I had to make a strong fence to protect it.
Now someone -built a house in between the sapling and my house. This
was painful for me. In course of time some more trees that I planted
-were felled down by the electricity department. I felt sad-to such an
extent that I never went to see the tree. Today after a decade I have
gone near the pond only to see if it has been there at all!
Oh it is so tall-a full-formed adult and is full of flowers!
While staring at it I discovered the passion of my mind in the flkowers!