Who can understand
A heart made of wood,
Roots clutched tightly deep in soil.
Who can understand
Desperation, standing against storm and hardship,
Surviving all—growing tall.
Who can understand
The loneliness of a cold stump,
Felled at last by a small, old man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmmmmmm. An interesting concept, Laura! Nice poem, good rhetorical questions: D