Selections from "Quatrains"
Heart broken from leaving you and the road of departure!
Tenuous dream-path that if I sigh might flicker out.
And this night: Whose dark countryside could this be?
With my fingertip I scatter a welling tear like dew
When shadows gather in the flowering branches
Like the heart-strings of a maiden tying her sash
Summer haze rises through my heart's white day
Summer haze rises through my heart's white day
If I think back, it's humbling
“Like Sakyamuni or Jesus I will do great things!”
Time when sparks flew up in my chest
“Student” time steeped in blood and shame
Tenuous dream-path that if I sigh might flicker out.
And this night: Whose dark countryside could this be?
With my fingertip I scatter a welling tear like dew
When shadows gather in the flowering branches
Like the heart-strings of a maiden tying her sash
Summer haze rises through my heart's white day
Summer haze rises through my heart's white day
If I think back, it's humbling
“Like Sakyamuni or Jesus I will do great things!”
Time when sparks flew up in my chest
“Student” time steeped in blood and shame
Translation:
Language:
Reviews
No reviews yet.