M-erry month of April
E-arly break of day fourteen;
R-ise of the sun starts,
C-louds get off
Y-our way.
G-ray haze disappears
U-nderneath the wide sky;
T-wilight has just turned
I-nto a dawn ascending high.
E-very heartache will fade,
R-ashes and wounds will heal;
R-ealize to possess or have
E-ffort, passion and
Z-eal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem