每天一诗 英语诗歌

The Orchard
         kokho　4/9/2005

Along Orchard I heard
the breeze, caressing the greenery
　　nodding a series of branches
My chest reached out from the left
　　plugging the chords correspondingly
To the occasional honks
　　of cars and rythmn
　　　of the crowd
Strumming, strumming, it was my right

　　If you heard my song
　　it's all I have, 'cause
　　Collective beauty of this country
　　　I have no vision of
　　Every morning, I step out to the world
　　　darkeness is there awaiting
　　Beauty of a spring laden with
　　　stepping stones
　　　will be my curse
　　Reaching out with my cane
　　　it's faith that my step follows
　　'cause I know not
　　　whether it's concrete or hollow promise
　　I stride in faith
　　　the rest...
　　　　　I need not to know!

曾经的果园
        kokho　4/9/2005