Melancholy

The blues landed on me today

Even the sky is shedding tears

Sadness trapped inside me

Exhaling in vain

Where are you hiding, my cheery clouds?

I lost you in my dreams last night,

neither could I see you now.

The beginning of my melancholy days…

Lullaby

(Image by Josh Knight)

rushing rain

twirling dust

wind, the ballerina

orchestrate the masterpiece

console my sleepless nights

soothe me with sweet dreams

破天急雨

尘埃降下
婀娜来风
淅沥交响 
昨夜辗转
今宵恬梦

There is no we

You said you were ok
I didn’t agree
I embraced
I said I was sad
You didn’t respond
You walked away

By the sea

 

she collects your tears

washes away the blues

she sings you lullaby

sends sweetness to your dreams

she gives you rest

mends your broken heart

 

God comes through

I know God is faithful and yet I still doubt.

Jacaranda blooms in spring gloriously on this patch of the earth.

In late Springs, I enjoy strolling down the street where they are all lining up and yearning each other. Romantic poems written about the magnificent jacaranda.

Yet, my inclination to jacaranda is God comes through by illustration of its splendour Spring after Spring overcame the nakedness in Winters.

Consider the lilies, how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin.”

God IS Faithful!

You

There you stood
rooted deeply
unshakable
I had wandered for a long time
finally I came back
to you
There you are
standing tall and strong
riches in springs
sheltering in summers
splendid in autumns
withered in winters
You
watching over me
When I fix my gaze to you
I finally found
the centre of my world



站在那里
一直

不动摇的树

出走了
又回来了

仍旧坚立着
季节变更
华叶,枯萎

仍然守候

总回头望树
身边的世界
绕着你走