Streetlight

I do not admire blue skies and white clouds
Because I sleep during the day

I do not fear earthquakes or tsunamis
Even if I fall
People will pick me up again

I do not envy or feel jealousy
Because I always depend
On solid objects to exist

[Night-walking moths
Adorn my body
I give them warmth]

The drunken traveler
Spits filth upon me
I illuminate her dreams

The wandering wayfarer
Glances at me sideways
I give him faith

I am willing to be a streetlight
Whenever the dark night falls

I want to be a streetlight
As long as the road still exists

[I am merely a streetlight
I shine as long as there is power]