度 日

 

我踱著 

如日子的步伐   

來回  

小心翼翼 

生怕踩死一隻隻 

會飛的螞蟻

不時回首 

細聽曾有驚

無險的跫音

也不時凝眸 
此際一望無邊的 

蒼穹  

然後再踏向前 

展開無為的翅膀   

施施然 

 

  

                                                        

         2011.4.19寫於休士頓     

 

Killing Days

 

I stroll about

Days that count

Back and forward

With careful thought

Let I’d step on and end 

Some flying ants      

I look back now and then      

To listen to my footsteps

That sounded panic but unhurt

And stare at
The sky that looks now

Out of bound 

I am pacing up now

Pulling off my wings of nothingness

Relaxingly

To kill

Days

            

 

         Translated in Houston,2011.6.9