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Awakening 

 

The wind
With wrinkled sound
Distracts evening air
Weeps upon your cheeks

Tears
Glimmering on the stream
Floats the Water lily in the dream
Invites 
Mysterious music
Lying softly in the sky
Calms the stars in your eyes
Kisses the whisperings of the night

Spring Flowers decorates the poems in the float
Like the life of morning sing for the heart of the poet 

A phantom voice 
sweetly 
immerse in the youth of sea

At that night,
A beauty
Awakes 
From a thousand years of sleep 
And from then 
living in people's dreams
Days and nights 

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~02/23/2022

 

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Confession of Light

Prelude
light a fire
Burning the revelation of the Great Wall

Wonder 
hidden in bamboo
Calls for Hope of life

A tormented dream
Drives the writings of poets
Like A flame that reflects the transcendence of love

Long-lasting war
like an incoherent tune
harassing colors in the dark

scorching hot reflection
Burns the flesh to death
vivid visual feast
condense the soul
a sky lantern

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~February 23, 2022

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Universe Law

 

"Hey! God!
I Heard, you can answer any of my questions,
I now ask:
"Is my husband mine? He loves me very much!"

“Is my child mine?
God answered: "No!"

“Is my house mine?”
God answered: "No!"

“Are my clothes mine?”
God answered: "No!"

“Are my thoughts mine?
God answered: "No!"

“Are my feelings mine?”
God answered: "No!"

“Is my body mine?”
God answered: "No!"

I panic!
Quickly asked: "Then what is mine?
Am I mine? "

"No!
Nothing is yours
Even you belong to me.
You all human beings are my instruments
Each of you is a note to me
Every movement of yours is a frequency of my music
Your every thought, every pleasure, every pain
Every life and death is my music.”

“The purpose of your existence is
be my instrument
you don't need to do anything else, 
I have written songs for everyone 
You relax, be open, just be yourself 
I will drive your body to spin and jump to create the most moving and beautiful melody.”

“But you humans
just don't listen
You always like to do things that hurt yourself 
Either you Holding your string too tight 
Or out of your own tune
Event forget the face you were born. "

 

~April 3, 2022

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