'It is so nice to see
the leaves of mango trees
for as I look carefully
and it's delicate web of artistry
I remember my life story
my past and all the glories
the grief and happy years
and the silent tears
for what life has done to me
with the continued changing
of the leaves of trees
it was part of nature
that heals in the passing time.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem