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Sunday, December 4, 2011

Orchid

Here is a secret garden,
just a line separated from the reality.
It is compelling yet mysterious,
no one has entered the garden for many years.
However, there is the one and the only one,
who is curious for everything.
I enter the garden solitarily.

I stroll in the garden,
here are myriads of flowers, trees and butterflies,
bringing an aromatic smell everywhere.
I take a seat under an immense tree,
seeing a sparrow alights on a branch,
feeling the impeccable environment.

Serenity reigns
but a little sound impair it.
Somebody is singing.
It is a beautiful voice,
touching my heart as it sings out the melancholy melody.
The sound comes near and near gradually,
eventually a girl appears between two thick trees.
She is charming,
dressing in pale white.
She is clasping an orchid,
swaying it.

I am mesmerized at the moment,
I pursue behind her.
I smell the aroma of the orchid.
It is so sweet and fresh,
I am led astray,
she disappears.

Only the orchid is left,
I pick it up.
It is so fragrant yet mercurial.
I blow it into the sky
and let it fly,
flying away.

My beloved orchid,
I won't touch you again
until I really fathom you,
I love you.


(11th of September,2004)
Trino Chan
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