思念

你的身影

在她無意識里發芽，

像一串牽牛花，

沿着渴望一直攀爬。

似流星火焰

慣性地划過天涯，

瞬間穿越在你的夢裡

上演了一場浪漫的繁華。

現在過去未來的詩畫，

又在輪迴的劇本里

以種子的方式種下...

Trace of thoughts

Your shadow Sprouts
in her unwatchful mind,
Like a morning glory vine
Climbing the trellis of desire.

Like the trailing fire of a meteor,
Driven by the momentum of the past,
It pierces your dream in a breath,
staging a fleeting bloom of splendor.

The poetics of then, now, and yet-to-be
Are sowed once more as silent seeds
in the recurring script of Samsara...