Shanghai Breeze

Flying high in the air,
approving of the cosmos, I heard you come....
May the flora now subdue its pride,
for there is sacred and divine….
Call upon the tulips to sing,
that which did not exist seems to have dawn.
Here I hail, for thee is marvelous….,
So will I cherish it in the years to come….
Deep in the essence, I shall whisper,
I am taking the road to paradise.......