I wish the wind will blow gently ,
Upon the trees and forest floor,
As I gaze upon the moon nightly,
My inward eye to heaven soar .
Only yesterday I saw you smile ,
Such gaiety t'was sweet to behold,
To-day you are away at the wild,
I, alone , sitting on this bare thresh-hold.
I f only your wandering days are over,
Once more you set foot on this shore,
You can be my laughing ,fellow rover,
We shall be happy like before.
Together we roam to a paradise,
where flowers bloom and sunlights shine ,
Midnight skies a purple blue ,
Life is so heavenly divine.
Night after night , night after night,
The nightingales sing ,
song after song, song after song .
,As if upon a gitar string.
Once again I turn my gaze,
Upon the moonlit night,
A bird flies out of the terrace,
It is still a wonderful sight !
By Agatha Lai ©