THINK that I shall never see

我想我永远寻不出

A poem lovely as a tree.

一首诗美得像一棵树。

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

一棵树那饥渴的嘴紧贴上

Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

大地甘甜流溢的乳房；

A tree that looks at God all day,

一棵树全时仰望着上帝，

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

高举她繁叶的手臂求祈；

A tree that may in Summer wear

一棵树会在那夏天

A nest of robins in her hair;

戴上知更鸟的巢在发间；

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

雪花躺落于胸口；

Who intimately lives with rain.

她与雨水长居相守。

Poems are made by fools like me,

诗歌是我这样的愚人所书，

But only God can make a tree.

却只有上帝能成就一棵树。