Spritely flowers decorated in beautiful array, awaiting
tired glances of passers-by.
Solemnly singing praises to life, becoming of age, bending
slightly with a knowledge of discovery.
Climbing faithfully towards their final destination on this
earth, solitarily remembered in a poem of little worth, of
little rhyme, yet passed on to whomever may read these few
words in praise of desert flowers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Climbing faithfully towards their destination those are desert flowers. Wonderful poem with lovely expression.