The Lament Of A Lover

There where its shores the marsh surround,
Rushes and lotus plants abound.
Their loveliness brings to my mind
The lovelier one that I would find.
In vain I try to ease the smart
Of wounded love that wrings my heart.
In waking thought and nightly dreams,
From every pore the water streams.

All round the marsh’s shores are seen
Valerian flowers and rushes green.
But lovelier is that Beauty rare,
Handsome and large, and tall and fair,
I wish and long to call her mine,
Doomed with the longing still to pine.
Nor day nor night e’er brings relief;
My inmost heart is full of grief.

Around the marsh, in rich display,
Grow rush and lotus flowers, all gay.
But not with her do they compare,
So tall and large, majestic, fair.
Both day and night, I nothing speed;
Still clings to me the aching need.
On side, on back, on face, I lie,
But vain each change of posture

(Confucius Poem)


7 responses

  1. Beautifully illustrated.

    June 20, 2012 at 09:59

  2. Hey there! The Dark Globe follower appreciation post sent me here, and I wanted to say I love your photos! They’re beautiful. 🙂

    June 6, 2012 at 04:06

  3. Great photos 🙂

    June 6, 2012 at 01:20

  4. Wonderful … so passionate. 😀

    June 5, 2012 at 21:15

  5. Beautiful…

    June 5, 2012 at 18:29

  6. wonderful post and photos!

    June 5, 2012 at 14:59

  7. Great post…. outstanding….

    June 5, 2012 at 14:56

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