Blue sky dazzles
Sun pockets all credit;
Moonlit night too tantalizes
Diana demurely smiles.
Sparkling stars turn pale
Behind veils of fleeting clouds.
Drift must memories swift or slow,
Melody follows current in its flow!
Clusters of fruit on trees,
Frogs plentiful in ponds;
Bald branches in autumn,
Shadowless trip in adversity!
Scars need not scare
Eyes need not stare;
Open sky presents stage
Players make one sage!
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I would like to translate this poem
The demure smile of monsoon in time or another time.......words yours were clipped to the clouds for the readers.