When sun was shining bright.
I went into the field of corns.
There I saw a tree very large.
Filled with flowers and thorns.
Changed eyes with man on left;
And then carefully saw the tree.
Flowers could not be spotted.
Only thorns appeared to me.
Changed eyes with man on right;
And then carefully saw the tree.
Thorns could not be spotted.
Only flowers appeared to me.
Was that tree really a tree;
Or kind of magic in disguise.
Was that tree really changing;
Or twas due to changing of eyes?
Md. Asadullah
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