Fiery honour
Finally we came upon spring
We discovered time’s lost perfume
The earth and everything on it praises us
As we discovered the meaning of the end of work
Tell it to the stone, don’t be impatient
As we discovered the worth of waiting
Our own tears awash like rain
We discovered the light of spring’s depth
As we sat in the corner and were painted
We discovered the secret of the pomegranate-hued fiery honour
From now, there isn’t space left on the pages of my heart
As we discovered the goodness of the mirror free of dust
Our tree isn’t like the autumnal trees any more.
We finally reached spring.
2002
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