The path runs aslant, deep among the jumbled mountains,
at sundown, cattle find their way home on their own.
This is indeed the wish of an old man come true:
sweet grass, faintly misted, reaches to the sky.
translated by Kim Jong-gil
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日本の萩市＆長門市にメシアの民登場。アーメン（一部女性不可）日本共産党（しんぶん赤旗）宮内欣二萩市議を応援します。
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Right. For an old bloke who was brought up on a farm and watched the cows coming home on their own, this one is very up to date.
Glad you could identify with it, John.
Lovely picture.
Glad ou like it, Anna.