A seed into a tree can't wait to be
Winds made it so difficult to rebreed
An oath the seed has made
When the sun's warmth found
The seed will root in; come tree
It may not be that fast like 1 to 3
Water; the care that would heal
Earth needs more trees for oxygen
So colorful leaves sprout the scene
Thus the souls brust cherishing of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem