The Soul of My Poetry 文心
成文日期：2018-03-07 10:33:33 更新日期：2018-03-07 10:33:33 点击:163
The soul of my poetry
is like the essence of water
following the Way
sometimes so real
other times elusive
they can be wonderful
yet hard to understand.
When my writing flows like water
it swirls creating ripples
and waves from deepest origins.
When the essence of water
manifests in my poetry
it comes dashing
bursting like a rainbow
with exquisite colors.
The rhythm of my writing
can be heard as it sparkles and dances
beauty unfolding like a dream
a soft mist above a lake.
No longer can I tell apart
my writing from water
forever changing into endless forms
emerging from some intangible spring
that can erupt suddenly
with full power and majesty
outpouring and stretching
for a thousand miles.
文心水機，道出於一。亦真亦幻，至怪至奇。
夫彼為文，淵洄如水。溢於筆端，為漣為漪。
夫彼為水，譎詭其文。噴薄而出，如虹如霓。
若夫可聽，鳴泉濺濺。若夫可賞，江煙合離。
文焉水焉，變態萬狀。發於方寸，頃刻千里。
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