I Will Reborn Poem by Belquis Barés

I refuse to die – to be an oblivion.

I am addicted to the affection:

It is like leaving a seed

In another one to grow roots

and continue growing a part of your ground.

The autum only will be able to yellow my leaves,

To make them drop, to remove them in the winds.

Winter only will be able to whiten my figure.

But I will reborn every Spring and return

To reach fruition every Summer in your memories.