To Qige

I thought you’re out of imagination
But you’re natural to be
Even you are cold inside, you disguise it all in smiles
Maybe the gentleness is just as others, yet you show it rather in a
Different way;
The highest mountains, the shiningest waters
How can they ever reveal the hardness
You’ve come through all the way?
Sounds like nonsense, but now I understand better

The more looks I take at you, the more dazzled become I
Or am I just enchanted by the legend?
But here you are, as true as life itself
Smiling along with blossoms
Sweet fragrance between your cloudlike hairs
White hands underneath your long sleeves

When you walk ahead, spring wind retreats from shame
When you go waterside, falling fetals wither from jealousy
There would be no more extremes like this
While you exceed far from present;
The prettiest will go beyond the harm of time
The wisest always know the necessity of self-refrain

You may not see
The endless adore and admiration
But people survive for what you’ve done
And benevolence will pay off

Taking one step closer
I hide my face with my hands when you turn your sights, ’cause
One will never be satisfied in
Finding the fittest words or the charmingest melodies
To represent the way
You really are



                                       Sep. 10, 2003