A-nother storm has turned
I-nto a fine and fair weather;
R-ough sea becomes smooth,
A-fter the howling wind is over.
B-eneath the sky up high,
E-arly haze and mist disappear;
L-anes above are bright,
M-arch twentieth this year.
O-ne new dawn has broken,
N-ight cold chill has faded;
T-wilight is passing from view,
E-vening shadows have drifted.
G-leams and rays clear the air,
U-nder the same heaven;
C-rimson sun that rises
I-s shining in the open.
L-onely dark and dusk
A-re beginning to melt into gray;
T-otal happiness has started
A-s the light lets the
R-ain go away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem