Shoulder Spring's Burden
Do not squander the passing years,
Nor hide your devotion deep within.
Spring is the season of departure,
So shoulder your burden now.
Pack spring's radiance into your pack,
Let warmth awaken green dreams.
Let desolate branches shed their gloom,
Let ink-stained beauty bloom with passion.
Pack spring breezes into your pack,
Let tenderness caress your face.
Let blooms rise and fall in waves,
Let grace blow away sorrow from your heart.
Pack spring rain into your baggage,
Let nourishing moisture lift the spine's strength.
Let mountains and streams overflow with poetry,
Let paths echo with the clamor of triumph.
Pack longing into your baggage,
Let purity stir within the soul.
Let devotion transcend the mundane,
Fill our worlds with fragrant courtyards.
Pack anticipation into your baggage,
Let spring sowing yield autumn harvests and winter stores.
Let millennia of dancing rainbow robes swoon for you,
Let me gaze longingly on the road where I wait for you.
Pack your promises into your baggage,
Let steadfast footsteps tread the path of reunion.
Let hoisting the sails forever hold the joy of first sight,
Let intoxication linger and wander in the lake of the heart.
Pack your repentance into your baggage,
Let life no longer be barren.
Let the soul bear less guilt,
Let kindred spirits find more ease.
Shoulder spring's burden,
Roam the boundless fields.
Sow diligence across heaven and earth,
And reap poetic blossoms, verdant leaves, and dreams.