Sprout

I was looking at this green sprout,
 That he had risen alive from under a layer of stones.
 And I wondered how this kid was capable
 Being a heavy stone is stronger...
 
 How much life thirst in a young stalk
 To grow green, to blossom, to see the sunlight!
 He was born in a rainy cold April
 This burning thirst will warm you!
 
 "How did you get to the light of the sun?"!
 How much faith do you have in being alive again?
 How much life is there in you that you could be reborn?
 You're so small, so weak!
 
 I was digging all this land in the fall,
 Killing everything that can be killed,
 I pulled all the tubers out of the ground myself,
 Leaving them to rot in the sun...
 
 I cleaned everything, rammed it into a hard layer,
 Bringing beauty where you bloomed.
 I covered you with a thick black film,
 To keep you from breathing air.
 
 Continuing to create so cynically, cruelly
 Pinned you down with a thick layer of rocks,
 I was proud of myself in this battle, but only...
 You, baby, were stronger...
 
 Look at you! So fragile and delicate...
 So shaking in the wind all the leaves are yours.
 You pulled them to the sky in endless hope
 Reborn from the dust of the earth.
 
 How much effort did you put into getting out of the dark?
 How did you survive in this narrow hell?
 Didn't you feel any fear at all
 When the stones crushed the dream?
 
 When the mass of a heavy tombstone
 Leaning on your little stalk,
 His will unbroken and unearthly
 You could grow through the rocks...
 
 You are amazing in your young stubbornness,
 You from captivity in freedom themselves revived!
 The young prisoner to the ground, you're out of your consistency
 All the shackles and the chain broke!
 
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 I want to be like you in the dark of despair,
 Me on weakness its not look never,
 But that the power of faith burned desire
 Listen to the eternal word of Christ.
 
 To torment me in the heart of the thirst for flight,
 Reflecting God's life, she reached her dream.
 That the life in me was a miracle for someone,
 For someone to say:
 ....
 "I want to be like you..."
 
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 I was looking at this green sprout,
 That he had risen alive from under a layer of stones.
 And I wondered how this kid was capable
 Being a heavy stone is stronger...