The big tree of the earth is there
In the sacred atmosphere,
It's beautiful,
It's brilliant
And it's brave too
In all ages,
It always flourishes
With its refined soul,
But never perishes,
The great tree of the world is
The true blessing for the humanity,
But very few people feel the importance of it,
Most of the people love to see Only the small and trivial tree;
Their eyes are fully engrossed in it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem