Unplucked Wildflower Poem by Gexg Lalnuna

Under this mighty blue sky
Beyond those wonderful green pastures
I roam with thee, she with I
Until' she decided to be cloud and rain over me.
The clear water on a foggy morning
They tell a beautiful tales of nature
The bushes on a dry desert
They show the strength of a mother's nature
There is a lonely mountain
That stood tall but all alone
What's it worth, this fame?
If it didn't reach you.
The rains, they flow to the rivers
And the rivers to the ocean
What's it worth, this harmony?
If I can reach you.
The lands are tilted
A farmer sow the seed
I weed, the most fertile soil
But I blooms, the unplucked wildflower.