As in a Dream

Li Ch'ing Chao

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To the melody of "Ru Meng Lin"

Last night in the light rain as rough winds blew,
My drunken sleep left me no merrier.
I question one that raised the curtain, who
Replies: "The wild quince trees -- are as they were."
But no, but no!
Their rose is waning, and their green leaves grow.

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  • mariangwendolen

    WOW, THIS REALLY HIT ME. THE EMOTIONS EXPRESSED HERE ARE SO RAW, YOU CAN ALMOST FEEL THE SORROW WEIGHING ON YOUR OWN HEART. IT FEELS LIKE A DIRECT PEEK INTO THE EMPTINESS AND DESPAIR OF LOSS, DOESN'T IT? ALSO, I'M A LITTLE CONFUSED, IS THE REFERENCE TO THE TREES SYMBOLIC OF A LARGER THEME? JUST CURIOUS. REALLY MYSTERIOUS YET BEAUTIFUL!