A sole flower
blooms with courage
shines out
among the barren land.
Alone
with no grass, dirt,
just rock.
It grows
And another.
And another.
Then thousands of flowers
blossoming where no others can.
In this special garden.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply beautiful, Zander. Keep up the good work! :) ~Christine