leaf springs from crack of stone
reaching out but left alone
spared by footsteps passing
growing everyday, not knowing
slowly pushing it’s surrounding
nobody seems to notice; amazing
rerouted path to make a shade
people look up; not a word said
mute were hearts that wander
deaf were ears that litter
tree has taken a road
still nobody ever understood
leaves whistling melodies
flowers enticing honeybees
fruits fall for critters delight
ground moves in silent night
when dawn ends to shining east
insects on branches birds feast
nesting to feed their young again
true gift to upcoming spring
so thick can’t see ribbons of rays
pale darkness swaying with breeze
punctuated by spider diving stunts
chasing hoppers as well as ants
canopy for lives, lovely place
to nurture young to respect space
which brings harmony to roots and hearts
like we are, we never seem to be apart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem