tree i used to lean
has fallen lately
withstand slow death
of internal decay
pines also withering
maybe air poisoning
i have my umbrella
but rain didn't show
instead bright sunshine
makes trees seem to glow
my tree is gone, empty
sapling will be healthy
This poem seems to be very deeply philosophical. We lean before tree. Tree lately falls down and this provokes thought. Tree acts like umbrella during rain and sunshine brightens fortune of tree. An interesting verse is shared here.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
don't wory we all will join it soonly