Sunday, April 3, 2011

Green Plants Dreading Your Feet (after the signs of China and our esteemed poets)


I like your smile but unlike you put your shoes on my face.
The road not taken.
Your careful step keeps tiny grass invariably green.
Little drops of water, little grains of sand
make the mighty ocean and the beauteous land.
Show mercy to the slender grass.
The quality of mercy is not strained.
People, flowers and help each other in breath,
if you pluck off the flowers
and break off the branches
Woodman, spare this tree
you will reduce your life at the same time.
A thing of beauty is a joy forever.
Protect a piece of green leaf
and dedicate a share of love.
I think that I will never see a poem as lovely as a tree.

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