Gentle breeze blows,
The beautiful reeds dance with ease in an infinite way,
I see it
And my poetic soul too dances
With great delight,
As I meditate deeply,
I feel the lovely reeds begin
To flash in my inward eyes
With all their beauty and glory,
Soon I decide to write an immortal poetry about the glorious reeds.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem