Journeys and reminiscences

I can’t just shake off these flashes of memories and images (from the Jefferson Fellowship) throbbing in my mind lately, so I captured them in a poem. Some good things never last but their imprints in our consciousness usually stay forever.

Excuse the stillness of Manoa’s nights

For in her depths I dreamed of heights

Unspoiled by the spells and slights

By sea-nymphs’ songs and liliths’ cries

Excuse those lazy Caltrain rides

Through the valley of hearts desires

For from her mighty brains flows forth

Furious torrents that charm men’s hearts

Excuse the dusts raining down from Beijing skies

For on her plains and glorious mountains stand

Imperial gardens and stone walls grand

Waiting for the fiery dragon’s rise