Tho's a tree be as equal as me;
As it keeps "tranquilities" consistency;
It be more than me.
I am, I am, more than a bird
Yet a bird has wings to soar;
In tranquil delight;
More than me, indeed he be, more than me.
More than a breeze, a fleeting cloud;
More than the all by the added mold;
Called intelligence, yet be not whole;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem