The huge pine trees
rise up and up
quite effortless
trying to touch the sky
with ambition to rise.
Sometimes over-ambition
kills a man,
but ambition controlled,
fetch result.
Let us be ambitious
not over-ambitious.
It is a glory
to have the dreams
of flying high.
It pays,
helping somebody
to reach the goal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Up and up! ! Thanks for sharing.