Untitled Poemits sound like distant waves
on a dreamland shore
and yet I am unable
to find that solace, sleep.
Two in the morning
still my mind races,
thoughts, ideas. . .
I fumble in the dark for light,
for my pen . . . no
matter how I try
I shall not sleep tonight
the gods have sent me
my muse and he bids "WRITE!"
7/21/2008
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Day after day we can't help growing older.
Year after year spring can't help seeming younger.
Come let's enjoy our wine cup today,
Not pity the flowers fallen!
------Wang Wei
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