There is a place
   in the native land
of my blood
     where passion flows
   like honeyed waterfalls
and love is gold
       shared by all.
   Evergreen meadows
stretch into boundless horizon
  and our hearts
are always full
    with the ancient water
of a dragon-scaled river bank.
   This is my homeland, you and I:
we capture sunsets
      into sable baskets
        and watch them blossom
  in our lungs
           so that we breathe nostalgia.
Euphoria blooms like magnolia petals -
  packaged into ivory boxes
     and sold by the pound.
An infinity of verdure and sunshine
        dances outside us, inside us…
   as streaks of goldenrod dusk
sink into the silver lining of our veins.
   Take my hand
     and let us rejoice together
as the flight of
          the independent bird
   transpires into our souls
            until we soar higher, higher
       through heaven’s gate
              into the undiscovered vitality beyond it…