Qixi Jie

Why thee call me an ox, Niulang?

Taurus, a star in the sky,

Disclosing a secret unto thee –

Wheat straw, corn and alfalfa

Gracing, feeding and ogling at

Not knowing the rest by the pond,

Giggling angels unfurling fun

Indeed a breath taking spectacle

A new chapter for thee Niulang,

To be under the spell of fairies

An idea dawns on for

Weaving a new yarn

Perestroika to win thee

Stealing the robes left for drape

Against the choppy waters

Playing hide and seek

With the rainbow clouds

An emotional articulacy

Exuding jealous in air

Frothy waters do magic on pair

Standing dumb for long

It’s Zhinu’s turn forlorn

Breathe a dawn, thee Niulang

Why challenging thine eyes

That mirror thy hearts?

A love blooms in the pond at last

And grows tall to smooch eternal home

Hugging glory defying Nature

A call for a Prelude to Happiness.