Going to the Sea on Summer’s End

 Author: Đặng Lệ Khánh

Translated by: vuongthanh

What does the earth think of to have its heart’s full of fervent fire

What does the sea think of to have its waves always rolling

What does the wind think of when it stops moving

Who does one think of when one gazes dreamily in the far distance?

What does the cloud think of to spread white silky patches

What does Heaven think of to brighten the earth with sunshine

What does the sand think of to make a person’s feet rashingly hot

For whom is one sad to have mist in one’s eyes

What does a rock think of to be sinking and floating

What does the mountain think of when surrounded by the sea

What does the seaweed think of to drift bobbingly in the waves

A broken trust…

                               A bird just disappeared in the far horizon..