see those dancing bees ~
when fragrance lingers in air
after blossom bloom.
ambrosia around ~
when ship sails on the high tides
under the moonbeams.
This lovely poem is a sensual delight. It is in my favorites.
The first one is more towards Haiku and the second one towards Senryu. You gelled them together very articulately.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent senryu dear Dr. Nehal.