The Tree Hugger

Down in the valley
She skips around
In childlike bliss
'The tree hugger'
They call her!
She loves like she's never been hurt
She says 'forever' is a hoax
Uttered by weak bodies
And pretentious minds
While their flesh tingles
And thoughts feign holiness.
"Love like the tree"
She suggests.
"Or love the tree, it's even better"
She whispers..
Like she is revealing a road map to some treasure.
There's no tab on giving or taking
Nor a profit and loss balance sheet
Keeping accounts 
In a commerce dubbed as love.
"Forever is a trick" She opines
To open doors to your certitude.
"Don't fall prey to those words"
She pleads.
"They are a dime a dozen"
"come join me and hug a tree"
The tree hugger whispers
Like she is giving away some fortune.
May be because the tree doesn't talk.
May be because she feels safe 
When there aren't webs of deciet
Spread to catch prey
Woven with empty vows
Darned together with the threads of 'forever'
"Transient, those vows, those oaths" 
She murmurs.
"Hug a tree, he won't stab you in the back"
As the tree hugger skips by
Unscathed in the path of love.
Or may be she pretends to be unscathed
As she hugs a tree that won't stab her in the back.

pictured - A still from the movie Dear Zindagi