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So intrusive The mountains in my eyes are so ginormous Yet in the lens they are so small So shunned from me There is a zen saying: the mountain is your mind The San Francisco Peaks glimpse me Going out in the morning and going home in the evening What's in my mind when I look at the mountains I can only let you know from afar Through this untruthful mechanism Have you heard about St. Francis' Sermon to the Birds? How nice it is to let the birds bringing gospel All over the world I suddenly wish I were like Gongye Chang A Confucius' disciple who understands bird's language But even if I were able to speak to the birds And the birds happened to fly thousands of miles to you The birds still cannot Speak to you For me -- http://blog.roodo.com/kamadevas -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc), 來自: 174.17.196.165 ※ 文章網址: https://www.ptt.cc/bbs/poetry/M.1472883379.A.A70.html
spacedunce5: nice 09/05 11:30