Come, come watch,
Ahaa, look at those May flower trees,
What a beauty, freshness…...
You mesmerize me everyday
During my morning walk.
Flowers patiently wait for that
Special May, throughout the year.
Without cribbing at it’s dried, weak stems;
Lusterless, pale green leaves and
Feeble roots and dark fruits…..
Oh, there arrives the month of May,
What a blissful moments for flowers,
Bloom to cover, without leaving an inch.
Cuddle the entire tree choke fully,
Yes, no leaves spared to take a breath!
Is it passing a message silently?
Neither seek nor avoid, face what may come.
Wait patiently and accept all those seasons, sunny, rainy, winter ……
Never get disheartened, good days are ahead
Every tree, bestowed with a flowering season!
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I would like to translate this poem
I can feel the flow of seasons..each words bringing me to a better higher plane. Keep penning. A big 10.