Summer Evening Again~~revised
It's another day
another summer evening
People are coming
and going everywhere
in this bustling city
Walking alone
on the sidewalk
beside a library
I don't feel lonely
at all
because
at least
I have my most loyal dog
my shadow
heeling me
and accompanying me
all the way home
in the sunset glow
Could You Lend Me a Smile
Since you went away
with April rain
my garden has virtually
turned into a wasteland
Empty bottles of brandy
are piling up
like a mountain
yet this sorrow of mine
is still lying
on the safety land
Excuse me
but could you lend me a smile
so that I could bury it
in a little while
in my barren land
And wish
it might grow into an oasis
of sunflowers
an ocean of tranquility
in the memory
~~Revised
To a Weeping Willow~~revised
As I lay my head
upon your lap
I'm able
to see the carefree clouds
drifting high above
in the light blue sky
while the swans are swimming
in the lake nearby
Summer breeze is wafting
gently
your faint fragrance
onto my body
and blowing
your soft long hair
all over my face
I feel like I'm dreaming
and I'm willing
to dream my life away
this way
to lie here
for a thousand years
and more,
to let your tender green hands
touch me,
and cover me
with layers and layers
of your loving leaves,
till one day,
of you I'm a part.
Till death, do we never part!
Fly to a Greener Mountain
A crane
thin as a pole
stands alone
motionless
one foot
in a small brook
like a hunchbacked angler
and the rain
showing no sympathy
for her plight
simply
keeps drizzling
on her stained feathers
She must've been
fishing there
for the whole morning
but I can see
no fish in her beak
Her babies
at home
must've eaten nothing
but air
for several days
My feathered friend
don't you see
there is no fish
in this polluted stream
Why don't you fly
to a greener mountain
When I'm thinking out loud
it comes to mind
that I've also been
a bird without wings
for too long
that I forget
how to take off
and fly to my shangrila
Ready to Hit the Road Again
You often stand alone
in the wind
like a quiet dandelion
swaying gracefully
at a small lane
forgotten by the world
And I
I'm constantly tumbling
on many a strange road
like a tumbleweed
moving on and on
and I've forgotten the world
In the season of Zephyr
we're ready
to hit the road again
but where's our future shelter
Maybe we'll settle down
in the same pasture
Maybe not
So let us pray
fate will bring us together
in the long run
A Grass Leaf in Midsummer
I may appear droopy
and fading
in the sizzling hot sun
in midsummer
as the heat wave
is in full play
As long as I hold on
a little longer
I'm sure
I'll be able to savor
the mesmerizing evening glow
in a few hours or so
The beads of sweat
on my little face
are going
to convert into simmering
dewdrops
in the next morning
If I hang on till next season
I'll have a good reason
to harvest
the rainbow leaves
falling from the heaven