Once I stood
Before those people in multitude
I dropped a golden seed
But don’t know where it landed
Hours, days and nights
‘twas nowhere in sight
But just as when I decided to depart
I noticed something’s sprouting in their hearts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a wonderful and encouraging poem. So often we do not get to see those seeds sprout, but when we do it feels very good. Thanks for your poetry.