The moon hangs like a giant orb in the sky,
so the Morepork ends his plaintif cry.
As the new day begins,
cicadas begin their incessant din.
The rising sun turns the tree tops to a golden green,
It is dawn, truly a beautiful scene.
Tango.
Beautiful description of dawn, you used only green....I like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very picturesque...nice