Journey                              by Tammy Wu 吳黛敏

The daffodil in my hold

Too fair to pluck off old

Sweetness in thy purity speaks

As if talking in my behold

I born to roam

Thou art abound to bloom

My heart seeking a home without a room

Waiting halfway in the gully alone

O, thou art the shooting star

Landed in my heart

Being the temptation from God

Attracting me to thy park

Thy beauty delicate and pure

Rooted in the valley deeply

My journey extended wide and long

Only to acquaint with thee

O, how I wish to soften and melt

Into the soil from which you dwell

In the vacant ravine quite and well

I heard myself murmuring thy name

Staying in the legendary Eden

Thou embrace the sun

Under the azure sky that dawn

I heard myself murmuring thy name