The sun shines, nourishment, health, viverance, and longevity are at wealth
The rain pours, feeding is found in abundance over dew
The wind adds life and motion to an otherwise decoration
Roots that stunt the growth, or act as a steroid out of youth
A blind eye saves me from the sight of my surroundings plight
The birds sing, a youthful spring, the sound of a proposal, all are part of my state of being
My appearance stays close to the same unless I am near to reaching an end
I fulfill my duty with magnitude and beauty,
I don't complain, never look maim,
Stand as a pillar of strength and unseen fame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem