1. I am with the deserts, the rain, the horse, and the bird
And the sprouting chamomile, the gazelle, and the poetry flowing

2. I built houses of poetry, and poetry is an expression
Of the past, present, and what will and has been

3. I love hunting in the barren land not trodden by others
And the neigh of a horse whose bravery has the field

4. And the sight of a pond where a morning sun trembles
And the tracks of red deer after the rain not seen by people

5. And the flock of partridges settling and a flock flying
And the startled leap of a vigilant gazelle unaware of flirtation

6. A sun that has set, a full moon risen, and stars journeying
And the breeze of mulberry gently stirring my lamentations and infatuations

7. And at night I kindle a fire with my guest, thought
And with thought, the glimmer of stars and fireflies ignite

8. I turn embers and within me they keep smoldering
Sparks and sparks, a perplexed night and inflamed passion