Reflections on an Autumn Day
To the Tune of “Water Dragon Song” (1978)
Florence Chia-ying Yeh
All the leaves in the maple grove are red –
it is late fall again in this alien land.
The migrant geese have flown;
the sundown haze has darkened;
I climb to look afar.
Half a lifetime at this end of the earth –
separations, alive and by death –
thistle blown from stems snapped.
Thinking of the old capital and the island settlement;
Thinking of the dreams of times past –
the happy and the sad, green years spent in a flash.
A limpid and shallow body of water
making a celestial creek on earth.
How to reconcile
this brothers’ brawl –
this regret of ages?
Why this rift
on two sides of a strait –
apart, kin for a thousand years?
May all debts and wounds be forgiven and healed.
May all hearts and hands be joined,
the spanning bridge to build.