Sailing

I am the boat
Returning to shores
The waves of faith

Shards

Life scattered
Over a tombstone
One calls a heart

Hold on

Hold on to me
My words will make seas
Into oceans

Geometry

Stars leaning
In circles of light
So each other

Kiss

Two women’s kisses
Passionate in a cold crowd
Limpid prejudice

Steps

A beggar’s voice
Disrupts a crowd’s noise
Grungy old steps

Bathing in crowds
One’s steps’ muddiness
Sheer through the night

Grasps

The full blue moon
A pacing red ant
Mind in between

Walk

Tiny spider
Walking on water
Gone fishing

Aim

Start from the stars
Way down in the dark
Their light prevails

Umbra

Those hidden souls
In shades of beauty
More beauty lies

Emptiness

Lost together
In the empty space
Foregone love

Windows

A spectator
Is all what one needs
For a showcase

Scales

A cast slurred
In a broken course
Points of honor

Leaves

Tomorrow
Who knows the dried leaves
When is still spring

Jump

Looking after bus
Lost by a whisker
A squirrel’s hopping

Walks

Walking in circles
The earth deepens under feet
Till becomes one’s grave

Tenderness

Leaves touching
Each other’s blades
Fingertips

Flurries

Determined winds
Within a small tent
A heart trembles

Lighten

Short flashes
In midnight flares
Storm passed by

Flight

So broken
We keep rising
In our fall