【七律】倾心云雨总关晴
倾心云雨总关晴，化作高山流水声。
芳草天涯怀赤子，红颜梦里醉芳英。
谁知花放犹初见，我待凰来与共鸣。
或许思君难淡漠，一情湮灭一情生。
Cloud, Rain, and Water Down the Mountain
Clouds turn into rains.
Rains turn into water
down the mountains.
The sound of it is
music to the ears.
Nobody understands.
Nobody hears.
Then why does Nature
create her poetry?
To be the voice
of the voiceless.
To be the tongue
of the unheard.
That is the profession
that can't make a living.
But again, why?
Nature's professing:
To make her feel
she has lived.
(© Feb. 22, 2024, godog)
