Sitting by the pond,
On a moonlit night,
With the glow-worms beside,
Trying to make a serene bond.
The silvery moon smiles in joy,
Embracing the surface of the water,
Keenly watch I the proud ripples,
And the snake's playing with the toy.
The sudden splash by an anonymous fish,
Makes me yearn for this never to finish.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem