Growing daily, finding tiny increments of improvement,
satisfying the parts which are most pleasing to others.
Taking the beauty of nature and holding it carefully
in pockets, secretly hidden for protection.
Life expects nothing more than this, we don't have to
have explanations or understanding.
Just an intense joy and silent wonder, mind in awe of
what is accomplished in nature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem