Today slided into yesterday 
One day by one day, they passes with the disheartening sameness 
The darkening of sky welcomes the coming of dusk 
And the sun would arise from the horizon soon after 
The grass would be dotted by the trees' litter 
A gentle snowfall for the silent white purity of this winter 
I clutched the pommel of my saber 
And gazed at the yawn of space ahead as if mimicking the path to my inner 
I lost sight of the key to my character 
It doesn't matter, it just takes a smile for them to determine my nature 
Even though my strength is merely weakness in hidden 
A seemingly strong armor which would shreds to pieces 
But none gave a kind insistence attention 
Instincts honed in on something I had already guessed 
My life is not meant to be disturbed 
Roaming around with no one to teach me anticipation... 
~Low L.L, Jasmine                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    