HYACINTH'S WAY BY ZAWGYI

Hyacinth's Way (12)

WILL YOU BE JAUNTING AGAIN?

From the mouth of the sea, Ma Beda
With waves sloshing about at the early rise of the tide,
Rushes into the creek and enter;
Not seeing the rain and wind in her pride,
Wanting to flaunt like a flower;
As it was the tide's initial rises,
Indulging in fantasy, whims and fancy
The flower jaunts as she likes.

At above-creek the tide has abated and eased,
In halcyon waters, the hyacinth Ma Beda pulls herself together,
Along the journey traversed, varied are occasions of joy and grief;
As the waters are now calm as ever,
With stems and stalk, a fully blossoming lot
Her manners are of a pliant flower.

The litte reed piper plays pleasantly,
You beautiful flower Ma Beda
The falling tide i greeting from the mouth of the sea,
What a kind of longing!
Not seeing the rain and wind in your pride,
Not caring anything, wanting to ebb down and glide;
Will you be again juanting to your likes?

Zawgyi
(University O-way Magazine, 1960)

Water hyacinth