Spring 2012
Michelle Williams
Life in the World is but a big dream;
I will not spoil it by any labour or care.
I will not spoil it by any labour or care.
So saying, I was drunk all the day,
Lying helpless at the porch in front of my door.
Lying helpless at the porch in front of my door.
When I woke up, I blinked at the garden-lawn;
A lonely bird was singing amid the flowers.
A lonely bird was singing amid the flowers.
I asked myself, had the day been wet or fine?
The Spring wind was telling the mango-bird.
The Spring wind was telling the mango-bird.
Moved by its song I soon began to sigh,
And as wine was there I filled my own cup.
Wildly singing I waited for the moon to rise.
And as wine was there I filled my own cup.
Wildly singing I waited for the moon to rise.
Poem by Li Po, 750.
Peace and Love,
Penny Lane ♥