The Oak And The Reed Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

the oak, sturdy and large,
was argued with pliable reed
which seemed weak and small to it
that it oak, will survive,
throughout centuries
and will be standing huge,
the way is standing.

and she to it told him:
the wind is bending me
to the ground
and it is bending still anew
but I am not breaking
and I am raising
but when you,

when this wind will
knock down
you will already
find your way
only to the lumber mill
with the transport
of planks and trees