Tree,
How did you grow tall?
Was it the soil?
The air? The atmosphere?
Did the sun shine just enough?
Did your roots take hold?
Was it a single factor
That carried you beyond
The heights of a man?
Or an intricate web
That shelters the ants
And shade my book
From the sun?
Tree,
Can you teach me more
Than to be stationary?
Can you teach me
How to live?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem