Riding on horse back long I settled on a lawn;
Green, green grass was cool for the eye
Against hot summer exhausting to the core!
Bright blue sky with a few passing white clouds
Here and there was wonderful to see from there;
Dreaming due to drowsiness made me close eyes!
How long have I been in that state don't know!
Was I in dream or wakeful state don't know!
But caressing of gentle hand felt I quite sure!
Exhaustion turned into enthusiasm indeed
By the magic touch of gentle stroke of feather
Felt I unable to come to my senses sure!
Such a feeling never came back again thereafter
Though I reached the end of my journey home!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem