-- Written to the Fertile Literature Society, which has risen again

Your birth

It's my memory

Your growth

It's my arm

Your brilliant flowers

It's a drop of my blood

Your fruitful fruit

It's my wisdom

There is spring and summer

There is autumn and winter

You're hibernating

I said

You don't just fall asleep

You are waiting for the call of spring

The spring breeze is green

You're awake

It's a long road

You will go up and down

Your birth

Your thriving

Your maturity

Your brilliance

I am in love with each other

But I'm not me

There is him

And her

A thousand drops of blood

Ten thousand drops of sweat

to water you

Your flowers are brighter

Your fruit is more fruitful

You won't be a shooting star

You will be eternal

Rings of growth

Refresh again and again

(April 2004)