O! beautiful grass
That breathes the seed
Of growth
In plants
Magical grass
That dresses
The body of crops
With miracle growth
You are the sensation
Of sweet soccer
A miracle worker
A beautiful devil
Your Apostle snuff
The masquerade in you
Your disciples wake
By your miracle hands
O! beautiful grass
That heals and resurrects
You are
The bride
Of The wilderness
O! beautiful grass That heals and resurrects The grass is seen by the poet as having the efficacy of curing sickness as an alternative to taking modern drug.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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