Shining florescently greenish yellow,
beautiful flowing mesquite trees treat
us with their majesty.
Standing out upon a barren, brown desert,
touching our souls with their prayerful
hold on us.
Relegating beauty it's rightful place on
earth, we relax and praise God for His
space within each of us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem