l***y
发帖数: 791 | 1 The waters
A breath's drawn at the ceremony,
moments before rain,
too brief to be a suspense:
then the waters take over the courtyard,
bearing sight and sound.
Stars shine off the water drops under the lamp lights,
with sounds of the strings being caressed.
The chanting is falling now,
to the ones who seek and wait,
to the ones who fight and die.
The incessant rain is now in their company.
It never seems to sink down to the earth.
So much of it in the air,
now follow, now skip ahead. |
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