What is a tree?
Some people never see
This beautfil nature
Its just not natural
People knock them down
For selfish purposes
And they always leave
The animals to drown
The young can never see
Such wonderful beauty
Of this oak tree
What is there to do?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That people do not see the beauty of an oak tree rearing its crown high above the meadow grass baffles even the most serene poet!