As I stare at
The blue sky,
It seems insignificant to me,
As I feel the gentle wind,
It seems futile to me,
When I see the great rivers, the seas, the mountains and the meadows,
Everything becomes monotonous in my eyes,
But when I think about my poetry,
I realise that
My poesy is always meaningful and lively,
It gives me divine peace and happiness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem