A Starry Night
Among those twinkling stars,
One just finds me and stares.
Among the many crowded people,
I look at the star through the water ripple.
As the night goes on and on,
The star uses its shine to don,
In order to hide from me,
As I disappear into the sea.
I wander how we will ever,
Again come to see each other,
By the night of this very river.
In a single star, I find memories.
In a single star, I find love.
In a single star, I find loneliness.
In a single star, I find respect.
In a single star, I find poetry.
In a single star, I find my mother, my only mother.
|