tribals of india
In forests deep, where ancient spirits dwell, Lives a tribe, their tales, a mystic spell. Cloaked in nature's hues, their wisdom grand, The tribals of India, a storied band.Their hearts beat with rhythms of earth's own song, In harmony with woods, they truly belong. Guardians of forests, their sacred creed, They nurture the land, fulfilling every need.Beneath the canopy, their stories unfold, Legends of resilience, of spirits bold. With graceful dance and songs that bind, They celebrate life, a treasure to find.Their crafts, a tapestry of ancient lore, Woven with skill, passed through ages of yore. From vibrant threads to sculptures divine, They capture the soul of a culture so fine.In rituals old, they find their way, Communing with nature, they honor each day. With reverence deep for land and sky, They teach us to cherish, to not let it die.Oh tribals of India, keepers of the land, With hearts full of grace, you take your stand. In your presence, we find a sacred light, Guiding us forward through day and night.Let us learn from you, oh guardians true, To live in harmony, to cherish and renew. For your wisdom, your spirit, and love so vast, We honor you, tribals, in the present and past.
© Piaa Raj
© Piaa Raj