I find a poem in playing children
On the slide of garden
And poetry in their talk

I find the rhythm of poem
in  two trees embracing their roots to reach their hearts

I hear a love song singing by the breaths of young couple
sitting on the bench of park

I read a poetry of young days on the faces of old couple holding hands and talking together

I see moon writing a love poem for white Jasmine flowers bloomed full on the tree and sending their fragrance for him