The moonlight emboldens me
I hear the footsteps of my maiden
Riding on the breeze
Clusters of dewdrops
Remind me of her burning passion
Like a butterfly,
My heart flutters with shimmering wings.
It’s a secret I must keep!
The stream in the eastern mountains,
Draped in her delicate beauty,
Tinkles my unspoken thoughts…
Tsangyang Gyatso (1683-1706)
