如何讓妳遇見我
在我最美麗的時刻 為這
我已在佛前 求了五百年
求佛讓我們結這壹段塵緣
佛於是把我變成壹棵樹
長在妳必經的路邊
陽光下慎重地開滿花朵
朵朵都是我前世的企盼
當妳走近 請妳細聽
那顫抖的葉是我等待的熱情
而當妳終於無視地走過
在妳身後落了壹地的
朋友啊 那不是花瓣
是我雕零的心
A Blooming Tree
May Buddha let us meet
in my most beautiful hours,
I have prayed for it
for five hundred years.
Buddha made me a tree
by the path you may take,
In full blossoms I’m waiting in the sun
every flower carrying my previous hope.
As you are near, listen carefully
the quivering leaves are my waiting zeal,
As you pass by the tree
without noticing me,
My friend, upon the ground behind you
is not the fallen petals but my withered heart.