Always bởi my side, As in bạn 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 di chuyển like water, Shadowless, in their luminescent Splashing, like the laughter Of waves on the beach, incandescent bởi ngày with a million reflections of sunlight, Remaining awake as the full moon bởi 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, bởi 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 bởi her gentle pressure….
I saw my lover, Princess Yue, wrapped in glowing silver; Entombed bởi the moon’s cold light, Reflected in that river; Yet no unbroken image lay To soothe my eyes hoặc gently stay
If we met not long ago Why do I want bạn so? If bạn are my friend, Why do bạn make me dream no end? If bạn are my teacher, Why do I see bạn as my peach—err … If bạn are my sifu, Why does my tim, trái tim race for you? If bạn 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 bạn are but a waterbender, Why does my tim, trái tim feel so tender,
Imagine a world with all bending prohibited, Except the kind practiced bởi the ruling Nation; A populace robbed of human rights, restricted In their living bởi 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 hoặc be made into a kill,
bạn are Katara, A character in “Avatar”; Conjured up bởi your creators, Brought to life bởi animators, With a soulful voice* to carry your heart; So easily bạn became a part Of teenage’s bubbly, conscious stream But are bạn nothing thêm than a dream?
bạn are Katara; How endearing bạn are: A little winsome girl Full of sweet spontaneity, Caught in life’s emotional swirl, Yet undying in simple purity….