"Do Not Throw Away"
by Lin Huiyin
Do not throw away
That scoop of passion from the past
Even though passion flows softly like water
At the bottom of a cool mountain spring
In a pine grove on a dark night
And sighs an elusive sigh,
You must still preserve that truth.
The moon is still bright;
The lights below the hills are still on;
The sky is still full of stars
Hanging like dreams.
You ask the night for
Those words back---you must still believe
Their echoes
In the valley.
Maureen Whalen
