|| The breeze blows gently,
The twigs twitch a bit,
But sway to its song rhythmically...
Standing against the test of time
And inner qualms of uneasiness.

Every tree and plant is similar,
For inwardly, the mechanism same:
Photosynthesis-tically united
Yet each tree, each plant different from the other...

Like us, humans,
Inwardly the same: 
23 chromosomes paired and inherent conscience 
Yet each different from the other ||