The Rebirth of the Green Onion


Green onions
Are often rooted out
To be sold as groceries

The hopeless plant
Is chopped into pieces
And fried in a wok

One of the lucky bulbs
Is planted in a flower pot
And nurtured

Thus, this green onion
Is reborn
Where one’s heart is settled
There it is the hometown

This green onion
Never bends down
But grows into a bud, blooms, and produces seeds
And the seeds are spread to other places

Many years later
This single bulb
Turns into a sea of green onions

Under the sun
This sea of green onions
Are vibrant with straightness, forcefulness, and robustness
And vibrant with verdancy

In wind
This sea of green onions
Sway into sprays, waves, and billows
And sway from generation to generation