the earth

Listening the earth

for its beauty

the perimeters of leaves

arm ' s of the golden brittle leaf of sunlight

records the sound

of the earth slowly falling

faced with a distant glancing eye

of winter

the trees sing the songs

so softly

as if they could fly high away

and calling me in each

flicker of leaf

scratching sounds

composing a tune in white noises

in oriental dawn and dusk

patterning with radiance and shadow

engraving themselves into the green

-2009 / 12

record trees

點圖放大~ 會變超清楚 :)

There is a map with so many musical lakes,

it seems walkingis the only way to still the heart, to listen to the road.

Spreading the moment,

like so many leaves becoming yellow.

2009-12