Waking up in the arms of water Your shoulder is smooth and clear Disappeared in waves again… *** He calmly clung to the grass Call me in the open sky And the night just melted away too quickly. *** Can’t hear my voice Only the sound of lilies can be heard But I believe you heard. *** I heard So the stump just watered so quickly absorbed The dew-drenched phoenix dome was on fire this morning The dried field corns rattled. *** Plunge into the ground with thirsty toes The new leaf that emerges resets the lyrics The fire was burning in the quiet space From the feeling that has just fallen and broken. Comments Close your eyes and hear, in the stillness of your thoughts, the echo of the dried corn that has just hit the ground, breaking out into the sound of summer. The poem is an echo that awakens the sky, awakens the morning, awakens the fire in the dew-drenched phoenix cluster. Close your eyes and see, in your imagination, the smooth and soft image of water, fluttering next to a lotus flower, a lotus leaf, a gentle and shy shoulder. The poem is a flash of light that reveals secret images. Close your eyes and feel, a waiting in the thirsty earth, a new song in the sprouting leaves, a turning towards the light. The night is over, the old feelings are gone. Clinging to the grass, looking up at the wide sky and calling out, I know you heard, a new life begins.