To my dearest you

I could have easily avoided it, but I
didn't. I welcomed your blooming flowers
and planted a promise for a flowering season. The

desolation has never burned since you came
, and you calmly passed by.
After the birdsong, I returned to autumn.

Some emotions are beyond my grasp, like
the longing that dances for you in the dark night.
I return to spring to become a pure lotus.

If you pay attention to the emotions in my heart, they
are clear and vivid; you can
find many tender details to leave for tomorrow.