Rosy, honourable;
delightful in the glow
of summer's light.
Snow or wind cannot harm you,
nor the claws of the old greybird
sting you.
Calm, seductive;
sharp spine curved
within the crystal liquid,
Your scent enough to lovers,
or maybe the green of the quiet
meadows;
or maybe the nose of the old greybird;
whose claws or break cannot sting.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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