Teach me how to be like you,

With your roots so deep into the earth,

Your branches so high and thriving,

That no matter how strong the wind blows,

Or the rain falls,

You still remain in your position,

Just as peaceful as you were before.

Teach me how to be like you,

To accept the changes with every season,

To lose yourself,

Then regain yourself with flowers,

And still look as beautiful as you were before.