in green wigs trees
are inviting sky-blue a interwoven
between boughs
with the thin azure of the sky
vivid green of moss
red of ants
aromatic smell of cowberries
and spider's effort of weaver
it is the forest, wonder of nature
only this bald forest clearning
and still far into the vast expanse...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting idea and the good workmanship. It is worthwhile reading.