Behind the house I lived in, there was a lemon tree. The tree exuded prosperity, friendliness, and vigour as it was adorned with lush green leaves and was always laden with lemons.

The area was dry, and the temperature was really high. There weren’t many trees in the area, and the ones that were there were lifeless and dreary. The lemon tree stood out like a living emblem in such a setting!

I soon saw that many species living nearby found warmth and safety under this wonderful oak. The moist soil of the tree was home to both huge and small snails.

I started to find it fascinating, as did other young boys, to watch those large, sticky snails climb the tree while carrying their shells on their backs.

Then, one day, a pair of blue pigeons arrived in search of safety in the tall, lush tree. After constructing a nest and spending a few days there, they fled after being startled by the author’s son. Like a singing, blossoming musical tree, the tree was constantly abuzz with the twittering and chirping of sparrows and other birds. The parrot and the straw-headed bulbul were also frequent guests in the tree’s refreshing shade.

An entire colony of ants and other insects lived under the tree. Even a small snake was once discovered. The tree was home to squirrels, and the dogs found solace there.

I was unable to see the tree through its entire life cycle, from flowering to fruit production, but I did see the tree’s charming small blossoms, which had a nice aroma, begin to bloom. Little winged fairies fluttering their wings gathered around the tree in response to those adorable blooms. The tree served as a haven for butterflies, colourful flying insects, nectar-sucking birds, black bees, and even honeybees.

In a real sense, the lime tree served as the focal point, a site of hope, and an assured home for all living things, including people.

This lime tree, which even people were enchanted by, taught me that it was the “life-sustaining centre of all living organisms.”

This lemon tree was planted by a South Indian woman behind her home, but she never fenced it in. such that lemons could be picked by anyone, anywhere.

I was astounded to see such a vibrant tree that blessed and delighted everyone who came into contact with it. The neighbouring house, on the other hand, painted an entirely different picture. Even though their courtyard had access to an abundance of water, no plants grew there. They appeared depressed and anxious.

Despite having ample water and productive land, they never attempted to spread the joy of greenery. Instead, the woman in the house displayed her ornaments.

Planting trees, caring for them with love, sharing positive, upbeat messages, and requesting blessings from all living things should all be part of one’s nature, in my opinion. The lemon tree is in full view. The woman who planted this tree has left the area, but she has left a priceless legacy of life behind!

To commemorate its blossoming, the tree conducts a lavish festival each year. How about the neighbors? For many years, they had resided in that home. They were materially wealthy but did not cherish the lush paradise next door or plant any trees, despite their wealth.

Once, the South Indian woman who planted it and her son visited us. She went to the tree immediately when she entered. Her kindness and creativity go hand in hand. I believe the mind will always be upbeat, inventive, and inspired if it is connected to novelty, creativity, and invention. The act of planting trees, caring for them, and promoting nature’s green message makes one feel accomplished, secure, and alive.

One flowering tree’s legacy can bring forth life, joy, security, blessings, and mental astonishment. The essence of life is known by those who are content. Green blossoms will never surround individuals who chase after worldly pleasures, and birds will never sing in their hearts. This bliss is taken away from them. All of this and much more were sent to me in “green language” by that life-giving tree.