A dewdropp clinging teasingly
A new top spinning dissily
A wet mop dripping easily
A blue shop gleaming artfully
A cow bell dinging peacefully
A white shell shining silvery
Which is the part of your world?
Which is the part of my world?
Why should we care?
Let's dare to share.
(Feb.,1972)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the rhythm is not quite right, BUT - I do like the thought.