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Intense Moment
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Some intense moment awakened my muse
and touched a parchment with a sleepy pen
in rising moon light.
A few random words became grandiose
with thoughts of you,
yet the lotus blossoms and essence of pears
no longer render me helpless.
My dreams of you whisper to each other;
I can hear every word.
It is you, reading sutra.
In the soft light of the yellow spring,
I scented a poem with lemongrass,
and tied it with ribbon.
The tall flowers by the garden pond
take strange shapes and shadows,
pulling me toward the land of
your ancestors.
If only their spirits could speak to me,
a woman of the sun and sand,
what would they say?
