Walking over ma shadows
In this immeasurable depth.
Searching every page of ma memories
Wid a silent instability…
This unknown me is refused
by its own shadows to recognize.
Ma every breathe misses u
It might b the motive of ma life
After getting rid of ma past
I sit Wid ma future
Walking on the endpoint of ma life
But still looking at that bright center
The place-where we’ll meet.
Until the end of time
I’ll b walking towards u
For that wonderful future
Which’s made by rainbows…
