In this garden of spring flowers, I harbor my most

precious dream. In this eternal realm of never dying

blossoms, I can find a peace unparalleled in the three

worlds. Here is where I wait for my beloved to return

everyday. My flowers seem to share my loneliness, so

they try to comfort me by their matchless perfection.

I refuse to be consoled. Every moment of suffering is

sweet if I endure it for my beloved. For having known

him in the wide world, I will never be alone again.

Nothing would I ever ask of him, except for this:

Forget-me-not.