Gửi bởi Kim Diệu Hương ngày 23/10/2009 18:55
A DROP OF WATER
(to my teacher Quan Phuong)
The clouds are flying?
Yes, right! The clouds are flying!
I badly give out my hand to get the whole sky.
drops by drops
then a piece of pretty sky falls down to my hand.
I look at the glistening drop,
seeng the whole picture of the country.
- Oh dear, it’s just a little drop of water
but in which there’s the source of winds and rains.
(The 2 last sentences were printed in the book “A thousand of beautiful sentences of the poem”, selected by the poet Nguyen Vu Tiem).