Can a body turn into a tree? This body? This human body?
No, it never be, This infirm body can not
Spread itself deep in the soil.
The trees have roots- extended deep into the earth,
spreading entwined.
In deep affection the roots penetrates into the soil.
As if the soil mingle with heart, buried around unfathomable root, pledged to the trees.
Those grow above the soil
As if surrendering to happiness.
Trees, therefore, very neatly wearing emerald outfit
bow down slowly laden with fruits.
And grow up in orchards and wilderness.
And the body? It also breeds on the earth.
Still
Can a body can become a tree? Can it be?
This body? This human physic?
No, it can't be. This hopeless body can't stretch or
tangle into the deep soil like trees
Rather, was worried with hundreds of doubts,
the shadows of graves swarm around in empty voice.
Alas, O body! knelt down in misgivings, walk in hesitant steps.
They do not have any roots, or barks.
Original in Bangla by Rafique Nawshad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Can a tree turn into a body? The mind of a body is still a powerful mystery. Ever hear of shape shifters?