I stand alone in the forest
underneath the trees
Everything seem to pull at me
even the leaves
The air seems to summon me
it all seems to plead
The trees are whispering their story
that everyone seems to know
But how can they know it
if they never listen
If they never watch
or at least pay attention
The air is crisp
the grass seems to glisten
I stand before a tree
that's like a giant in size
That is reaching for the sky
for it's unknown prize
This tree has been here
for many many years
And it's purpose
has never been so clear
This tree is here
to show mankind
That life will be ok
just give it time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I LOVE the ending. I must be honest, I wasn't expecting it.