Sah-uhn, Ryang
On the wide field, mist rises high in twilight darkness.
As the hazy sunlight fades away on the lonesome wilderness.
The migrating wild geese flying southward, I ask to thee.
Have you brought, any letters from my home for me?
(Feb.,11th,2024, Translated by Kinsley Lee)
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