I listen to the sound of your footstep when you are approaching from afar
it travels with the wind that bring a kind of fragrance that I have yet to know
the tenderness in your voice
like the sunlight that is slowly opening out the clouds in the darkness of my world
it touches my heart
with a temperature and with an unfamiliar warmth
as I am making an effort to open my eye and to see your face in your bosom
but only to fall into a deeper place with strange colors in the sky
and under the sky I see we chase after one and another happily
O these strange unknowns
I promise that I will open up their secrets for you with all my love
The light of happiness on our face
is a respond
of the eyes
the nose
the mouth
even the hair
and the skin
the blood underneath
and the oxygen in the blood
to the love of our heart
they are smilling through meeting eyes
sharing the bliss without a word
Do you know, your existence
paint my journey of Life
into a beautiful scenery
your eyes
whisper to me in a mysterious way
like the twinkling of stars
your smiles
cuddle me into sunshine
together we dance in musics of happiness
your emotions
are seasons of my life
blanketing the world with unspoken solemn colors of temples of heaven
my dear, your existence
is just like a magical pen
writing wonders of my life
祈泉 2015年10月7日于新加坡
Revised on 2016年8月12日
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It has been exactly 11 months today that I have never posted anything on my blog. Working as a researcher has consumed me a lot of my mind and energy. Most importantly, I am always having doubts now on what science can bring to people their happiness. May be is just like our earnings, it does not necessary mean more or more efficient in earnings equal to our happiness in life. Therefore I quit my job about a month ago, and may be will look for my other passions to make a living which eventually brings me happiness, and the serenity.
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The door of Happiness
has long being opened
and outside the door
the people are lingering
the Happiness asks
who are you waiting for
the people reply
for you to come in
Do you see
the butterfly on the flower
her exquisite legs
are tickling on the string of colors
and her wings are just like a couple
dancing above the colorful clouds
