A lonesome tree, by the desert
plain
Left to the winds; in the wait for the rain
In dried up sorrow, and leafy
tears
For better fortunes; hopes and fears
Violent gales, in a stormy weather
Hateful heat; at the verge to
whither
Yet rooted to ground reality ;
you silently hold on !
Nourished by life’s essence, that
you have found
In Compassionate water; deep to
the rocky ground!
With flexible shoots that, bend and heed
Perennial springs that, lovingly
feed
And mighty roots gripping the
grounded truth
No one can shake you !
Neither storms nor floods can
change your course
No droughts can dry you up with remorse
Oh lonesome tree by the desert
plain!
How mighty is your resilience!
