A small sparrow picks up raindrops on the mossy threshold.

You're slender like the grass, with innocent looking eyes.

I’m like the wind that chances upon seeing you. 

Before moonrise, I dare not make any rendez-vous.

Countless poetic thoughts, 

Countless tender and naive feelings of affection. 

You sit on the doorstep, painting the leaves with bright hues.

I become a mute tree, staring like a foolish lad in love.

Orchids grow gracefully in the green woods.

Elegant and pure, they make a beautiful painting.

Drinking dewdrops while bathing, by the stream, in the sun.

Aloneness do not diminish their pure fragrance. 

You return to the crowded city streets.

But the mountainous aroma of you still in my mind. 

In a bustling corner of the street, you brightly shine.

But still you’re like the slender grass that clings to my soul.

Oh, my beloved, calling out your name in silence.

My pen composes gentle poems throughout the four seasons.

I love you, love you forever.

Like the slender grass, you are my flower!

translated by Vuong Thanh