Being pushed freely into depths of senses, watching
nature and her beauty.
Taking naturally, trees and shaping them artistically
into all types of forms seen and separate.
One looks like it's growing from the ground, appearing
like a leafy moon upon earth instead of the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Never thought of that. How poetically true. So many trees that grow in different forms and shapes, in different places and that can resemble different things.The leafy moon is so beautiful and original, thanks