you reached up to the sky
through winter's snow,
and now you have bloomed
you gently bow your head to earth.
What did you see?
I lift your pure white blossom
and find green and gold
drawing my eyes to your centre;
so still; unfolding all your beauty.
And having reached for the stars
you now bow your head to earth.
what did you find
such that you are now speechless,
have no need to reach up high,
and just gaze upon the earth in awe?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem