Your young cheeks
Polish the sunlight
I smell the sweet
of a vernal smile
If I were a bee
I must have flown
to your breast
Stayed in your embrace
Even if kissing
on you, only once -
I would be
Drunk, in your honey
What an evocation of Spring! If Winter is trying to hold on, this poem will break his grasp! In winter things and people get sluggish, sleepy, unresponsive. But with spring's arrival everything and everyone is wide awake and energized. You show this revival with a bee sucking nectar from a flower but you make it a HUGE, LIBERATING EVENT. I feel the energy wake up inside of me. It's truly the season of ressurection. What an exciting poem!
Your nice comment cheered me up as usual. SPRING always arouses my love for nature. Thank you.
Great piece. Vivid imagery and insightful, the zen flows through. I especially like your line Drunk, in your honey...
Thank you Kwai Chee for your beautiufl comment. Spring brings Zen mood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that special charming smile through the words make me can't help matching it again with ZhuYin's. beautiful, the smile of both.
Thank you Anne for your beautiful comment. Hope Zhu'Yin could read us here: -)