Tree, beloved

A passion tree,
Stood in front of me……

A squirrel runs out, suddenly,
Hurl out my hand,
I try to catch him.
He run away, and squeaks at me:
“Please don’t ever fool me”
“But in fact you are cute and I like you”
“Yeah you might say so but I belong to the tree”
The squirrel is cute but he doesn’t belong to me,
He belongs to the tree.

The big tree,
Which stood in front of me.
I try to see him every moment I can seize,
The tree can’t run, but bother not me
“Please leave me alone, you silly fool”
“But then you are huge and I like you”
“Yes you could say so but I belong to the earth”
The tree is nice but not belongs to me,
He belongs to the mighty earth.

Living on earth,
I lay on with my back.
I try to stick to it every moment I can.
The earth can’t move, nor can he speak
But I still listen to a voice beneath himself
The squirrel is cute cause of the tree
The tree supply little cute pines for him.
The tree is huge cause of the earth
The earth saturated him with nutrients.

The squirrel is cute,
The tree is huge,
I like them that much as my love for you.
What to do,
When no one know my clue?
As age grew,
I will be old.
I will lay beside the tree,
And let my body be the food,
The root will then spread into my heart,
And know how much I love you.

……A brilliant tree,
Penetrate beneath me.