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Dust

In a slender and willow-lined alley
hides a lonely old tea house
A trace of the sun in late spring
squeezes through the mottled wooden windows
and lights up the wandering dust
who's daydreaming a fireworks-filled night

The crescent moon is hiding in the clouds
and shuts tightly the doors and windows of dreams
Embracing loneliness of the deep alley
a breeze whisks beyond the eaves
and never hears the dust's bellow
that's as silent as its mother, soil
© a month ago, 

Likes: ChrisW, AP YouxiaHaikusaur, Lyrical Dove

AP YouxiaHaikusaur - thus the legacy of the beauty and the dust of the nature's legacy

Nice writea month ago   

Lyrical Dove - This is really beautiful! I love the scenery! I can absolutely understand the feeling of tiny things going unheard/unnoticed! Beautiful! Lovely!a month ago   

 

先写了中文的底子

 

尘埃

 

窄窄的深巷

孤零零的老茶坊

晚春的残阳

透过斑驳的木窗

伴着尘埃彷徨

 

月弯躲进了云端

梦的门窗紧关

拥着深巷的孤单

清风拂过屋檐

不曾听到尘埃的呼喊