My balcony covered by a huge sycamore tree,

My constant companion of snowy Maple days,

Memories come as insects around flowering tree

Turning my gloomy days into glorious days.



The first candid approach in medicine to initiate,

Hippocrates sat under sycamore tree to explain,

As Budhha sat under the Bodhi tree to meditate,

Nirvana or the enlightenment of mind to attain.



Father Cavanaugh called it ‘The vengeance tree’,

Othello’s Desdemona sat sighing by a sycamore,

Flying to Egypt Virgin Mary rested under the tree,

Known as crann ban “money tree” in Iris folklore.



To demystify health care & known to personalize,

To me sycamore exists to socialize and to poetize.