17th | The Cycle of Years, Cherishing the Beginning.

May 27, 2008 We first met at Songshan Lake Seventeen years of time have passed The morning light still gently falls The story pauses here and sets off again Seventeen rings of growth have etched countless marks of companionship Together with one good friend after another We shared mornings and nights Witnessed growth and reunions Time spins within the heart of the tree And we quietly draw closer to each other through the years The future rings of time continue to grow slowly May we remain together Writing new stories in every cycle of time