T-hird of March Friday
E-liminates the night;
S-hadows have vanished,
S-un is sharing the light.
I-t's a beautiful morn,
B-eacon begins to ascend;
A-llowing the clouds to get white,
S-o the chilling raindrops end.
C-ool clear water causes either comfort or ecstasy;
O-ne rocky river runs, bringing both blessings and beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem