A Bloom­ing Tree

Special Focus - - CULTURE - By Xi Murong

May Bud­dha let us meet in my most beau­ti­ful hours, I have prayed for it for five hun­dred years.

Bud­dha made me a tree by the path you may take.

In full blos­soms I’m wait­ing in the sun every flower car­ry­ing my pre­vi­ous hope. As you are near, lis­ten care­fully the quiv­er­ing leaves are my wait­ing zeal.

As you pass by the tree with­out notic­ing me.

My friend, upon the ground be­hind you is not the fallen petals but my with­ered heart.

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