Silence is a kind of water
And it is rising over my shoulders
This moment I’m raising myself
Walking to where the land is summoning me
The stars are all silent
As silent as they were mourning
The silence stretching down from the sky
Makes everything admiring
One thousand dusk-birds
Are pouring out the blue of silence
I hold tightly the secret of the sky
Caring from the bottom of my heart
The slowly-unfolding umbrella
The round house blooming in one minute
Our love comes out
One flower after another
Look at the quietness, my dear
Look at the love above
It has got away
From the desire and worry in expressing
Where, where is it now?
The hoarse shouting, desperate struggling
We have been pardoned
Our pure happiness
Look just like the white lotus blooms
In the middle of the spirit’s palm
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发表于 2009-8-3 17:48:00