Ten Poems for My Love
Where you come from, honey?
Behind the world is another world.
Beyond the stars are the sparkles in your eyes.
The moment when rain falls on the empty street
you rise from my dream.
There shines a light in the heart of mine
that defies the darkness of the night.
It drips. It stops. It trickles.
The heart of mine is like a drop of water.
Behind the first stream another rivulet is hiding.
The murmur of the water flows.
There’re no sounds but my breath.
There’s nobody but a sound. A sound of your smelling
fills with tastes.
My wanderings faded. Your steps are near.
Tell me, when?
Oh, my love, you are in my arms again when I am alone,
like the breeze rustling through the curtain of my window.
I am asleep but my heart is awake. My heart is awake
Night. Outside my balcony a white moon hangs on
in the window of the high building.
I think of a lion, pads among brunches of the forest, a shadow
flitting among the shadows.
Outside, the wind howls.
In silence, I’m singing a song of songs.
It sounds an echo in my soul. The night comes.
Open your door for me，honey.
Your fingers move tenderly with a slender breeze,
Like the trembling leaves of a tree
touch my hair.
Close your eyes, you say, listen to the sea,
Sail out like sunshine spreading joy that’s
in a spin or fire, like wings of stars taking fly.
The sun goes down to west.
My day ends in your arms.
Your eyes contain a deep sea that reminds me
all misty memories of days gone by.
I hear a sigh of pain, joy and fear
that creates a new space.
Above earth’s lamentations, somewhere
there’s a paradise.
The sea is far yet near. Together,
we find our release.
Once I was a child in the dark. I stretched my hands
through the endless night for you, and fall asleep
with the whisper to me of love.
Then I came to your shore as a stranger;
brought to you with love.
I gaze at my doorsteps and imagine
a picture of you there. I also say a prayer that
I’ll find you.
Come, hold me tight, and cover my lips
with yours; touch my hand and then I’ll be yours
throughout the years.
The world is a better place to be with you and I in it.
A sunny day when a bird is flying to the blue skies,
all past floated upon the stream of life and death is forgotten.
I dream of a star, a moon, a breeze covering my body
where I re-born and in depth my thoughts come to you
I have seen you on the way to me, passing through
the crowed of roads; your eyes are smiling with glittering.
I’m for home, you say, I come into your
infinite loneliness, my love.
Of the moment we know that death can never rob us
of with that our souls have gained; the day is to come
when you and I become as one.
Come over here, honey. Let’s hold hand in hand.
Let’s sit under the blue skies, the clouds, and the trees,
even the shadows of birds.
Let the heart be on fire and burns with desires.
No storm can shake our inmost calm
since love is the lord of heaven.
No darkness can cross through us
since we give our hearts to each other
in sweet surrender.
So come over here, honey.
Let’s hold hand in hand.
I am your fate and you are mine.
When I am gone I should say thank you but
I will not say a word. I will smile to you and mention you
come closer, to show me the sparkles in your eyes
as if we meet the first time.
February 13, 2009.