2011-02-27 21:00:04yumen117
Singularity (二十八): An Elegy (or Lavender)
To LH, a friend and Japan.
The evanescent brilliance
Is never as indifferent as if
The global cycle of mortality
Is but another told mystery
Mocking human frailty.
Was AL falling in sudden blue
Simply for this inevitability?
God, all but unbearable memories
Vegetate from your utter silence
And chill me still in your shade.
LH, it pains me to rationalize
The nil in your mother's eyes.
It bewilders to evade the word
That releases you from the prison
Yet weighs on your father's brows.
The pungent Osmanthus fragrans,
Reminisced in this spring evening
Without failure, steals into my
O my unfinished vis-a-vis the
Unspoken reality - A Dieu, LH.