The distance, as the dreams
Let vagrant traveler unfold the poetic imagination
The distance, as five-color flowing cloud
Let craving eyes with light frozen, thinking about silently
The distance, is the lasting lover of self-forgot person
Holding the hope never disillusive on hands
At the dawn, I asked the east sunglow
“Does the distance just look like your image?”
She didn’t answer in silence, disappeared at broad-far east
At the 15th lunar month, I asked conglobated moon
“Is the distance like your intact shape?”
The moon also no answer
just shining of a piece of mild moonlights
Several times, there someone asked me
How about the distance in deed
Eventually made so many people say hello to their hometown
But, I couldn’t either find the proper description
Having to get on great ship to break the perplexity of distance
And the distance is still far away
Its scenery is still unclear when looking out with eyes raised
Does the distance look like dream forever
Or in the mind of a long-way traveler
The distance is full of expectation of holy-prison-like
Or full of disconsolation of holy-person-like
However, the distance is also full of mysterious tempt
Persistent life still yearns for it infinitely
15th, Sep. 1992, on “HARBIN” ship
Mar.2012 modified at Yantai city作者: 星燃 时间: 2015-5-22 22:11
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