In the ancient land of Gaya, a thousand years past,
Whispers of ancient souls still linger, steadfast.
The South Ocean linked the sea road for convenient trade,
The fertile Naktong River's soils've been laid.
The pure water, the gentle mounts' always sing and share,
And the lands're nurturing the people with loving care.
Till now, the center spirit of the old capital is bestowing,
For the nation which toward the future, it'll be pushing and guiding.
(5th, Oct., 2023, Kinsley Lee)
- Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 16th, 2023 08:23
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Good write K.
Hi! Orchidee
Thanks a lot for your comments.
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