LET LIVES BRIGHTEN LIVES

—— for all the poets in the world and the World Congress of Poets

Every cell

delicate yet eternal

comes slowly goes unhurried

in the kaleidoscopic world

falling flowers accumulated for a hundred million years

how can we not show respect

to ourselves

Love loses its way

no feathers in the sky above the withered leaves

the turbulent world

covered in smoke the earth trembles

droughts, tsunamis, tornadoes

when water disappears

tears too would lose their fountainheads

Ordinary existence

is merely a grain of solid salt

a drop of happy tear

life can't bear

those flashy sharp swords

that inflict wounds on bodies and souls

In the open field of hearts

at the high ground of thoughts

who can create colorful words

penetrating time and space

scattering all over the world

that let lives brighten lives

flowers induce flowers

(translated by William Marr)