Sometime, Forest

Sometime, Forest

 

It is like renaming familiarity, paying homage

to the sunset, though my fingers are too numb

to feel the golden bough, but still amazed at

how sound of seabirds revitalizes memories.

You see, I can’t replace you with silence.

 

The universal wish spelled out by a blossoming rose,

 Lovers meet and depart again, the water fountain

 also has a wish, as it runs down the cliff, ungratified

 as though, to an un-admitted future --- which is

 the only light it fits itself into: the lucency of love.

 

Will my sorrow find an answer? Is it true that in distance

we see more? life after life, year after year, dusts settle,

night shivers in us. The open secret, or the unseen rain?

As I re-enter the forest in an almost pre-destined pace, calm

like the evening lake, sad like the all-knowledgeable moon.

 

2004-10-8