The weaving of branch
Shadowing the ground and roots
So cool and serene
The rustle of leaf
The music of the forest
Calming and peaceful
Pollen on the wind
The newest generation
The sweet smell of life
The rough growth of bark
It’s protection from nature
Knobbly and cragged
The fruit of the wood
Hanging there and beckoning
Sweetness of the juice
A natural wonder
Way too often overlooked
Natural safe haven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem