[小诗文] That late night -- When you started to say "Hi" 

I am so scared of it. 
I am so afraid of it.
I have the little guts. 
So little that can never afford to think, to love, to leave.

The waves of tide in life.
How they push us before we meet together.
The miracles of mercy in life.
How God turns his fingers make our maps spin together. 

Sunshine is you,
Warms the shivering me.
Raindrop is you,
Moisturizes the drying me.
Rainbow is you,
Colors the dying me.
Thunder is you,
Illuminates the blinding me. 

The flowers of strength, 
Blooming as spring comes.
Eyes, smiles, gazes, voices,
Turn by turn, passing into my dream. 
Laughters, promises, 
On the way, falling into my chest. 

The Rose and Jasmine,
Which one is yours? 
Which one shall be mine?
We stare each other,
Looking for the eternal answer. 

Any weariness in your eyes ? 
Any bitterness in your mouth? 
Any hardship in your mind? 
Any doubt in your heart? 

The ark of loneliness,
Floating in the middle of the sea.
The moon of happiness,
Shining on the surface of the dream.
The stars of distance,
Twining across the dimension of the universe.
The clock of timelessness,
Ringing around the space of the consciousness.

The ark, I left behind.
The moon, you took me to find.
The stars, I saw in our line.
The clock, you promised to refine.

We are trembling for loneliness and happiness.
We are breaking for distance and timelessness.

I am so happy of it. 
I am so dread of it.
I have your mighty guts,
So mighty that ever can afford to think, to love, to leave. 

MA w/ M.A.

Words: Catherine Maa 2016/04/11 Taipei May 02, 2016 2:13am
Photo : Credit M.A.