Chapter 6 six

I scolded him severely and said, "Go!" But he didn't move. He stood in front of me and took my hands.I said, "Get away from me!" But he didn't go. He put his face close to my ear.I glared at him and said, "Shameless!" But he didn't move. His lips touched my cheek.I trembled and said, "You're so bold!" But he wasn't afraid of being ugly. He put a flower in my hair."It's no use either!" I said, but he stood still. He took the wreath from my neck and walked away.I cried and asked my heart, "Why doesn't he come back?"

"But you know, that wreath I made is for all, for those who glimpse it by chance, who live in unexplored lands, who live in the songs of poets. It is too late now to ask for my heart in return. There was a time when my life was like a bud in which all its fragrance was stored. Now it has spewed far away. Who knows what charms can collect them and close them? My heart does not allow me to give to one, it is to be given to many. " Oh, I was not careful, it hit your jingle's anklet and caused sorrow. It breaks into poetic fragments and falls at your feet. All the cargo of ancient wars I'm laden with, Tossed by laughing waves, Soaked and sunk by tears.

You must make this loss my gain, I love. If all hope of my afterlife immortality is dashed, make me immortal while alive. I will not grieve this loss nor blame you. You sat on the sidelines secretly looking at me from the corner of your scouting eyes. Ask the pair of dark mischievous eyes whose fault it is. I want to sing a song, but I can't. A snicker quivered on your lips; you asked it the reason of my failure. Let your smiling lips swear how my voice was lost in silence, like a bee drunk in a lotus. It's night, it's time for the petals to close. Allow me to sit by your side and allow my lips to do what they can do in silence and in the twilight of the stars.