I'm not a flame

only an ember:

I can't shine

like any other

West: Grasp!

Zen and Taoism: Let go!

Marriage is religion:

the latter's deepest sentiments

it unfailingly contains

West: Be certain!

  Zen and Taoism:  Abandon reason!

Speak no more
    the past had been drowned
    in the plethora of words
    as many as stars strewn
   in the ethereal sphere
   mostly thrown to the wind
   best forgotten  
  so few worthy of note
  there's nothing there
  that does endear-

  speak no more
  between us the cleavage
  is too wide--our hearts
  are in different lands
  our language has been wasted-

speak no more
what went before
was a wild dream
we lived then
in childish delusion

hush, hush, hush
be still, be still, be still
let us both remain
suspended in silence

You should know
I'm a dreamer incurable
nature chose me somehow
I had no choice in the matter-

you should know
for sure
I'm a drifter
no success do I score

you should also know
my name appears in no paper
the fields, the flowers and the stars
for some reason to me they draw closer

and this, you should know further
I'm as I was just an aimless wanderer
a words-scribbler,  an outsider
a failed lover, a sufferer, an eternal loner

The holding back
words seem still
uncertain to be spoken
like the rose-bud
still in hibernation:
not the time yet
the best must wait

only after the shower
comes the rainbow
my fondest maiden
is hesitating in her silent chamber

her heart she's searching
to find the right words
when she awakes
in the early dawn
she will come to trust love
and not be afraid

I will hold back-
my patience
will be richly rewarded
I know for sure
she will write
to me, saying
'  By my chamber
  for you I'll wait
  come, oh come
my dearest
dearest beloved !'