Thou art...
the wisdom of autumn,
a coloured autumn leaf, fallen of a tree,
a winter dream,
fresh fallen snow on a beach by the sea,
the first dawn of spring,
dew which gives morning its mystery,
full warmth of summer
and birds flying free....
Thou art all four seasons to me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Maybe change the title to a year the oak tree. Junipers don't have leaves and they are evergreen.