The tree is naked
But the time is not.
You are telling whatever
You like, But I find
No truth in it.
Your hearts, your dreams,
Touch me, but
I am there with you.
Forget everything,
And see I am
There with you.
The tree has magic wind
And see me
I am alive with the time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem