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聽 雨

by 作舟

Panting. . . . I finished

my midday run just in time

. . . .

Drops of rain start

falling . . . . first, a mist

through the lukewarm

air and a mixture of this

world's noise . . . .

Now the sky is smoldering

with quick, unseen fires

as well as numerous slow

guttural mutterings

. . . .

Gasping for air . . . . my naked

arms and legs feel

the burn when it begins

to fall in earnest . . . . I am

gulping down the cool

breeze in the midst. . . .

This music

of an unexpected shower

splattering on the tin roof

is the most soothing

and flirtatious. . . .

This drama

beyond human power

seems to mock our endless

buttoned-up-desires

that you and me

used to hide at the bottom

of the drawer.

When the body

is properly spent

the mind begins

to wander on the soft spoken

land of imagination

or fly like a feather

over a good tempered

ocean . . . .

I take out the pen and

notebook stashed in the makeshift

outdoor study and started

recording the sound

in ink . . . . believing

that such little blessings

are being showered upon

all wakeful souls

who we call

father, mother

brother, sister

son or daughter

. . . .

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