急需~~关于竹的英语诗...谢谢

No-flower Bamboo
If you want something badly enough,

You must let it go free.

If it comes back to you,

It is yours.

If it does not,

You really never had it anyway.

*=*=*="Vessel of Bamboo"

Pointing arrows... blue arrows fill the city,
Mystery of images ether's diffusion;
They resemble true bodies, live and pretty,
Forming many figures, total confusion!

They keep mixing total disfiguration
As clouds in the skies colliding with density,
Vanishing through melting – in sublimation –
Mingling new forms into dews of intensity.

They became waves on mysterious sea,
Where I sail alone my boat of bamboo,
Impelled by winds of emotions, toll free
To oceans of dreams by shores of taboo!

My trips are intense search for true life’s quality…
I hear thunders… I see lights of equality!