It's now autumn season,
and have you noticed
the mystical change
that nature now is going through?
Autumn is the promise
that Summer has made
to the upcoming Winter.
It would not be of so much loss
if you find a afternoon
just to pass some time
in the midst of nature,
walk by the bank of the river
and enjoy the western sky
standing face to face with the setting sun...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem