燈 芯 草

每天，黃昏時開始

你在我髮上，投下薄薄

的星光

生長在泥土中

我，一直在嚮往

最初，化為一片雲

而後是一隻火鳥

                當，所有的星子

都升起時，我才發覺

一切，都是幻像啊

自己仍未蛻出

一雙翅膀

每天，黃昏時開始

你繼續投給我火種

我未能把火胎

醞釀，蛻化為光

黑夜裡，我仍然是一株

未燃的燈芯草

R U S H

Everyday, in the evening

You begin to throw the thin starlight

On my hair

I grow up from the earth

And always desire

To melt into the cloud

And become a flamingo at last

When every star is rising

Then I discover myself

All things are illusions

Yet, I can’t exuviate

A pair of wings

Everyday, in the evening

You continue to throw the seeds of fire on me

Yet, I can’t incubate these fire - embryos

Exuviate into light

In the dark night

I am still a rush which is not yet to burn