P-O-E-M-S

Something Enjoy


That Day

Mountain

That day
My eyes closed in the incense mist at the temple
In a sudden, I heard the truth in your sutra chanting


That month
I shaked all prayer wheels
Not for releasing souls from purgatory
Just for touching your fingers


That year
Kowtow and grovel for a long way in the rugged mountain roads
Not for kissing hands
Just for closing on your body warmth


That life
Trudging mountains, rivers and pagodas
Not beg for a future life
Just for meeting you in the way