I wander in solitude of a garden.
A breeze hugs me like does my mom.
I pause and wonder why here I come.
Though, I love the garden's nature so much;
Thereby, keeping walking in the tranquil place.
Then, I was enclosed by the sun's embrace.
He greets me with his warm and cordial smile.
At that moment, I notice a lonely sunflower
Tilt her head to show respect of honor.
Birds in their nest begin their melodious song.
So nice is it that I want to sing along.
This solitude is peaceful and heavenly.
I'm not leaving this place definitely.
- One Whistle -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem