If you plant a seed in the soil,
Water it daily to make it royal.
With sunlight and little cool air,
With you the tiny sapling will be fair.
The wind will blow to straighten it,
Hundreds of leaves will be on it.
Then they'll be a tree with heavy branches hanging,
With thick green leaves flapping.
All this requires some patience,
That makes me believe in God's existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely lovely and encouraging.