No one imagine,
I have imagination of tree on earth,
And whose shadow is an art,
Grown the tree,
Shades their leaves,
Weather tooo changes,
Season too shows an art,
Even the photosynthesis of tree was an art.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a wonderful poem, Sudhanshu..............10+++++++++++++++