Haiku
AFTERNOON BREW
Golden afternoon,
Coffee steams in quiet warmth
View of distant hills.
Translation of Manipuri poem “ꯁꯤꯔꯣꯏ ꯂꯤꯂꯤ”
Shirui Lily My father told me, It is grown on Shirui Hill, And said the Shirui lily Is very beautiful, still. It is not grown In any other place, Only on Shirui Hill Its one and only grace. Once I grow up, With my friends by my side, We’ll climb the hill together, With hearts full of pride. I will go to see the Shirui lily, I will go to see the Shirui lily.
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