A Leaf Wafted On the Water

Rowing a boat alone, where did he go?  
Just like a floating leaf, in the river named oblivion.

Where did the lonely man go? In the river under the watery 
autumnal sky where the moss grows even in the running water 

because many suns and moons yet to look up 
in deepening spirit of the water. For the loneliness unbearable, 

the leaf strays, as if the shadow of lonely wanderer 
is pushed by a gust of wind, goes along all about in the swift current. 

Entrusted the passing cloud with loneliness more then he can bear, 
the leaf visited an old home other side of the hill, but alas, 

she was not there, the leaf found was the footmarks 
of her and his imprinted on the deserted path.

The leaf traces the old memories in the moon 
that disfigured by the ripples from drops of her tears, 

wandering in a field of reeds thinking her beautiful image, 
the affectionate personality unforgettable in the fading memories 

with the passing of time. Where did he go? The lonely man 
who was embracing the howling wind, crying.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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