LIAN-HUA
1
In your garden, the spirit
may roam freely
it will allow the searose to bloom
but for a moment only.
The searose will yield a sweet flower
even if it comes from the mire
it will not be sullied
it will try not to be
otherwise, it will disrupt the order of things
and casts a shadow in the darkness.
Lian-hua, it is not meant to be.
2
Why should i
in a moment of passion
disrupt the order of things?
i have cast the shadow in the darkness
forgetting lian-hua
i ventured into the danger zone
in a spirit of freedom
in an effort to create my own morality.
Should i be asking you
to break the silence
and bring me peace?
maybe for now
no words could heal
the wounds of illusion
that brought this sense of guilt.
The images stay afloat:
of a sea of fire,
of orange particles of sand,
of giant waves ...
Can burnt offerings appease the god
or pay for the wages of sin?
maybe, not in this lifetime.
In this journey
where am I?
3
Today, she will kiss the shadow goodbye
what does it matter if some nights
were shattered by the thoughts of you.
Those were the nights she thought she loved you.
She looked at the sky and listened to its secrets
she dared the wind to blow the unspeakable
to reveal the undisguised you.
It was not enough -- that bond of affection
did not keep you from roaming freely
your search did not end with one.
Hush! The nights were shattered then
it doesn't matter now.
She no longer loves you, that's certain
or, perhaps, she never loved you at all.
posted by saneeh @ 2:36 PM
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