A Tree That Is Not Shaken

I am a cicada.
Because of the grass that sways at the slightest breeze,
my friend the ladybug
is suffering greatly.
But I cling to a well-grown tree,
and however hard the wind blows, I am never shaken.
No, not only I, but my friends who cling to this tree too
sleep peacefully even in the storm.
Truly, it seems God gives those he loves
a peaceful sleep.
I want my friends to find this tree,
for only then can more of my friends
enjoy peace.

[Appendix] You Whom I Love