Like running River
                                                                      (poem)

                    The reflection of mine in a mirror
                    seen all the time
                    So it's nothing new and nothing strange to me
                    But it suddenly comes to me like something new

                    I've never ever urged time
                    go such fast, yet it does
                    World and everything in it is being created
                    over and over
                    According to it,
                    I, part of the world, keep changing
                    the robes of time with no stopping

                    My dear daughter,
                    she is now stepping into a teenager
                    In whom
                    I see myself of far off days,
                    filled with bright sunshine in the heart,
                    bloomed the flowers of laughter on the face then

                    The years stole by
                    like running river, pushing me to this very point
                    Coming after me, and walking in the spring time
                    when peach blossoms is blooming
                    my child is

                    In she
                    I am still growing the dream
                    that I dreamed when I was young,
                    not yet achieved