How long can I carry the fragrances
Of varied flowers like breeze which
Has no essence of its own?
How long can I shine like the Earth which
Depends on the light of the Sun and Moon?
I am tired of repeating the words
Written and said again and again!
~*~
I can not play this ancient lyre with
Its broken strings in the gloom of night.
I can not sit idle on a sea shore
And I can not build castles of sand or air
I'd catch a piece of wind and sculpture
It into a storm to blow it off on a Sea!
~*~
My darling Night, bring me a platter of stars
I will munch them and rend the dark sky
With streaks of lightening to bring down
An Ocean of Pacific dreams from their depths!
~*~
The dreams are my seeds of light, O Dawn,
You can sow them in the womb of Earth
So that a race of new trees of light
Shall take birth to blossom flowers of stars
And fruits of light to feed the World!
