21st December '04
This meandering road, twisted and turned …
Narrow, sometimes wide …
Laden with spring boughs
And at times bare
With frozen winter chills
I know not where it will take me?
Will I dip in blue seas?
And become a lost mermaid
Fascinated by the world beneath.
Will I feel the winds strong and stride
Higher and higher and more high
With my wings as a swan goose
Honking away to glory with my flock.
Will I be the ever-so-colorful
With intoxicant whiffs of fragrance
A never wither flower
Delighting you with my wildness
Until the moment