You are the top most vegetation.
Leaving aside and ignoring all,
Whose grace do You seek?

Below Your feet,
You left a hard and strong land.
You went up high,
kissing the blue sky.

Looking ever upwards,
singing the song of the infinite,
You attain acceleration in life deprived of movement.

You do not expect anything from anyone.
You display no ego when providing shelter to birds.
As symbol of this earth, You never suppress.
With head held high, I ever salute You.