Single tree
Far and wide sand, sky
And mirage
(As if pond with trees, reflection of the sun)
And the tree all alone
Column-like is a pod
(Top sky, desert base)
Days and nights
Winds and lights
Very cold or too hot
Sometimes the animals
Walk, run or crawl.
“Confident I resist.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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