Misty moon
Among the misty trees,
moonlight penetrates far and near.
A night street tuned foggy green
contrasts to two windows afar with brown yellow gleams.
Rain seems gone, its trace on the ground is a hint.
Silently, it mirrors the time unseen.
Being a lonely child at the scene,
I walk slowly to my destiny
while the moon shines through the trees.
Her grace melts me into the atmosphere.
Gradually, the air is full of memories.
Life can be serious but not to me.
The road is slippery but I won’t be interfered.
Every single footstep is still light and free.
Moon, please answer me.
Why are you here?
My story is just ordinary.
My way home becomes a fantasy
as your light silvers everything I see.
Soon, my mind is clear.
It’s you who create this masterpiece
and you let me be part of it.
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