the children of God
are here on a mission to
create,
to sow the seed
to let grow a forest
to plant the trees that
shakes its hands of branches
to the cotton hands of the clouds.
their mission is to build
to make things alive
to save their brothers from
hunger and pain
to find more hands that pray
and praise
the Creator of this World.
no tree shall be cut
no flower shall be plucked.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem