Li Ching Chao

It seems that saying bye is a normal state in my life. And once again it happens. Even if it is admittedly more painful the whole situation before and  after  the actual departure it is still a rather awkward  and  emotional  moment that i try to avoid most of the times. So due to this, i found a very soft poem written by Li Ching Chao, a Chinese writer, “Sorrow of Departure”.

Red lotus incense fades on
The jeweled curtain. Autumn
Comes again. Gently I open
My silk dress and float alone
On the orchid boat. Who can
Take a letter beyond the clouds?
Only the wild geese come back
And write their ideograms
On the sky under the full
Moon that floods the West Chamber.
Flowers, after their kind, flutter
And scatter. Water after
Its nature, when spilt, at last
Gathers again in one place.
Creatures of the same species
Long for each other. But we
Are far apart and I have
Grown learned in sorrow.
Nothing can make it dissolve
And go away. One moment,
It is on my eyebrows.
The next, it weighs on my heart.