Morning dews on the leaves

Every morning, rain or shine, I find dews on the leaves of the plants and trees in my gardens, which are beautifully shining and mystic in a sense.


This is a poem from the ancient China in the middle part and a haiku separately written on the upper and lower parts.


Oh, hydrangeas/

Earth is a liquid sphere /

After all/


Translation and calligraphy by Chio


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