To dabble in a book
Sliding over its contents
It's a pleasure like that of
A drifting leaf in the wind
That knows he will fall
Not on hard ground
But on a grassy field far
Off the city concrete.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's a pleasure like that of a drifting leaf in the wind......loved the humble and dignified expression!