The tree stands silently in a corner, It says nothing, yet so many words are tied up in it.
When the tips of the leaves sway in the touch of the wind, How does the mind, as if it were the yoga of the old days.
A smile of peace is hidden within the greenery, As if the gallows of a loved one's gentle touch.
Sharp leaves, yet full of compassion, Just as love moves the melody even among thorns.
The shine of the leaves sparkles in the sun, So the spark of your memory burns in the heart.
I see you from afar, Even in silence, I feel like you, Give the earth so much light.
Just as you blend into the distant blue sky, So this tree sways in the silence of the wind.
As much as love is conveyed without saying it, So are you, silent yet true.
Every day I see the firmness in her, Even when the rain comes, her sweetness does not waver.
Likewise, I, in your love, Stand steadfastly fearless.
The green leaves touch the melody, Love means a quiet blue sea.
No words, no arrangements, Still, the resonance of love awakens in my mind.
Her body shines in the sunlight, As if your smile touches my light.
Her branches move in the wind, Likewise, you touch my morning.
Sharp leaves, but the mind is soft, Just as love is hard yet unyielding.
No matter how much I live in anger and pride, In the end, I seek peace in your name.
This tree teaches that love does not mean only flowers, He who stands even in the midst of a storm is also equally noble.
Memories float in the scent of leaves, Your touch is like an invisible breeze.
If you stand in the shade of this tree one day, You will see—my mind also floats in the wind beside you.
Because you are here, this silent afternoon, The green fullness of love lives.
I see your color amidst the green, Quiet yet deep, a rhythm in my heart.
Without you, my mind would be a dry branch, Because you are here, I see flowers blooming.
In the late afternoon light, the tree sways, As if love has returned to the pond.
I sit quietly and listen to its song, Your memory merges with the life of the leaf.
