Like freckled skin
the tiger lily bathes in the warm sun
Its sweet fragrance
looming.
As if a star on fire
it displays it beauty
brightly for all to see.
While the locust song
fills the air.
A flutter of butterfly wings
glides softly
against the cornflower blue sky.
Tall grass swaying
to and fro
creating a symphony
that stirs in the summer breeze.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem