在花心里梦想
天然的宁静温柔芬芳
山川、月亮、岁月悠扬
硕大的树叶碧波荡漾
我们生来都有翅膀
母亲的守护和书香
带着我们回到久远的时光
掠过星球、飞过异国他乡
物质很轻很轻
轻到可以自由飞翔
轻到可以回到来的地方
Happy Mother’s Day. James Lin
Dreaming in the heart of a flower
At peace within tender fragrance, and though
The mountains move, and late grows the hour
And the moon above only fades to throw
Anachronistic light on the green leaves
As a mother gives nurture and gives flight
An electromotive force cannot grieve
Expels the shadows and draws into light
A previous life, now dusty and gray
A new world, not yet a possibility
Starts the ball of yarn with which to relay
A conduit to past humility
Enough to dispel truth and conceal why
And to answer the question, “Who am I?”
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