Molded by the hands of the Creator; I am a physical being.
I am Here.
Positioned like an Evergreen; I am rooted.
I am Here.
Once, descended with forced power like a thunder bolt. I am united.
I am Here.
Crossed over knowing little of the opposition; spiritual warfare.
Yet, I am Here.
Making imprints to be seen on many paved and unpaved streets.
Yet, sometimes no one knows I am Here.
Yet, sometimes my presences is too bold, holding strong.
I am Here.
Manifesting what was destined, My Creator caused...
Infusing a natural balance to a natural place of being.
I am Here.
Yet, indifferent to a place that needs to be affirmed of my imprint;
while I am Here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a fine allegory..........10+++++++++++++