The Autumn Temple

Kinsley Lee

In the deep and thick green mountains where I cannot
Find the mystical fishes really.
Amidst the autumn threshold, the valleys 
Shed their tears to the raining softly, 
Instead of the Buddhist monk, the guest 
Were welcomed by the red-spider lilies firstly.
At the Milky Way Temple, the old fragrances filled 
The Temple, which are always tranquil and leisurely.
(9th, Oct.,2023, Kinsley Lee)

  • Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2023 20:02
  • Category: Short story
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  • orchidee

    Good write K.

    • Kinsley Lee

      Hi! Orchidee
      Thank you so much for visiting my poem. Have a nice day!



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