Today, I feed from the green fields that surround me
With blurred rainbows of thousand flower kinds;
Let myself swallow by a trembling sun in hot sand’s color,
An illusion after so many big dunes hardly climbed .
It will be not in the desert I shall find the gold I seek
Nor in the high top of mountains that I won’t reach.
So I dive into freshness rivers, in a courting peak,
To come upon the knowing deepest love accomplish.
The warmth I feel on the rise of an embrace,
The feeling of tendering growing as a lace,
Gives me the color which fulfills Hope.
And absorb gold, Sun while I dry
A hurting river kept, big lie,
And take out Love’s sharpen blade pain.