The bluish colors deepen
Within the undulating waves,
The falcons' high-pitched chirps
Are heard in the wind by close shaves.
Through the mist, crossing the sea,
The cities vaguely appear,
But within the clouds, Mountain
Fuji is revealed in blear.
(Jan.,3rd,2024, Kinsley Lee)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem