Miracles In The Desert Poem by Shaojun Li

In the desert,
a blade of grass is a miracle, so is a drop of rain.
God's sign is easily shown in all small things.

The desert always bears more miracles than other places.
At the foot of Mingsha mountain, Crescent Spring never dries.
At the top of Sanwei hill, the color-changing flower never withers.

The desert always creates more miracles.
Sweeter grapes, bigger watermelons.
Stouter cattle and sheep and melodies that last forever.

The desert also has some miracles
created by you, lucky traveler…


(transl. by Joan Xie & Sam Perkins from Chinese)