Author Peter H. Lee Beyond where the wild geese fly unknown peaks emerge.Row away, row away!I'll angle there, of course, but my zestful spirit is enough.Chigukch'ong chigukch'ong osawa.As the setting sun shines, a thousand hills are brocade. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments