China Jon's Syncretic Journal

Alice Lotus wrote a Chinese poem that I could not translate. I took the broken pieces and wrote this...
If it has any thought resembling those of Alice Lotus, then another miracle has occurred!

A New Found Friend

The great-hearted gather flowers from the field,
though the red leaves dye their hands.

The poetry unfolds freely,
though the hundred angry flowers have thorns that sting.

Deliver to me the warm spring breeze,
though it is a gift beyond description.

The bright friendship keeps its fragrance,
though the river current does not move the stone.


... thank you Alice, for the inspiration.