Always sejak my side, As in anda I can confide My innermost state of being, With you, beyond just seeing You; though ever we are Locked in a gaze, Steady as a shining star, Through Time’s ephemeral haze….
Always in my mind, seeing Beyond our eye-to-eye Contact, beyond even touching, Beyond tasting your sweetness, I …. Am engulfed by Your affection Like the ocean does my reflection
They alih like water, Shadowless, in their luminescent Splashing, like the laughter Of waves on the beach, incandescent sejak hari with a million reflections of sunlight, Remaining awake as the full moon sejak night….
They smile like friends, Long-lost but never forgotten, Longing to make amends For opportunities unbegotten; Beyond physical embrace, emerging To enclose my lonesome spirit with their merging…
I saw my sister, Katara, sejak the river, Aglow in a sliver Of cold moonlight, With no clouds in sight; The water at her beck and call, Obeying her every gesture, Her silent commands to rise and fall Moulded sejak her gentle pressure….
I saw my lover, Princess Yue, wrapped in glowing silver; Entombed sejak the moon’s cold light, Reflected in that river; Yet no unbroken image lay To soothe my eyes atau gently stay
If we met not long ago Why do I want anda so? If anda are my friend, Why do anda make me dream no end? If anda are my teacher, Why do I see anda as my peach—err … If anda are my sifu, Why does my hati, tengah-tengah race for you? If anda are a couple of years older, Why does my passion smoulder Inside me— Drive me krazy? Why, why, why, Katara? What kind of Avatar Am I, I, I, Katara? If anda are but a waterbender, Why does my hati, tengah-tengah feel so tender,
Imagine a world with all bending prohibited, Except the kind practiced sejak the ruling Nation; A populace robbed of human rights, restricted In their living sejak unlimited pervasion Of tyranny, And senseless perversion; Suppression Of equality And endless invasion Of privacy…
Imagine a life of having to bend Not one’s element, but to the will Of the slavedriver; Into the wilderness blend atau be made into a kill,
anda are Katara, A character in “Avatar”; Conjured up sejak your creators, Brought to life sejak animators, With a soulful voice* to carry your heart; So easily anda became a part Of teenage’s bubbly, conscious stream But are anda nothing lebih than a dream?
anda are Katara; How endearing anda are: A little winsome girl Full of sweet spontaneity, Caught in life’s emotional swirl, Yet undying in simple purity….