The etheral swirl of colour
Saint George dressed in pink
riding a white horse
A lance pierces the dragon
A palace stretches out the dimensions
Toward the sea
There is high water in the scene
A deity in the sky
A lady drifts away at an angle
Clothed in silk, her skirts
Skirt away the skirting board frame.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem