The seed was planted,
the root then took it's form in the earth, out from the seed,
Then out of the earth, from the root, the stem sprang forth
And once the red bud, at the top of the stem-then opened up,
I-then be-gan to behold
the elegant purity and beauty of this flower named rose;
In it's complete maturity,
And I said, It reminds me of holiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very eloquent words---