KunJung Hsiao Poems

Honey,
I don't want to be your mask,
only use for a short time,
and then be discarded.
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The passions of the ocean call me from the tumult in the temple fair
When colors of sunset melt into the shadows of the waves.
Drums resounded in my mind are hushed into peace,
As the whispers of the wind are in harmony with the song of the ocean.
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When my heart is still beating,
feel the change in the world,
let memories connect life,
and time becomes meaningful.
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The breeze of the forest,
the breathing of creatures,
the moving of the stars
harmonize in silence.
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With a cup of tea,
a leaf of a book,
sip the silence of the night.
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If you can't feel
the changes in the world,
time will be frozen,
thousands of years are as a moment.
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Buds spring in spring, leaves fall in fall.
Seasons chase time with constant steps.
We chase seasons and get older.
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Dear, no matter how I look,
when my hair is turning grey,
and my face is growing wrinkles,
I am still the one you know.
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Maple's red leaves are falling,
as autumn wind becomes chill.
Summer's passion still remains,
the winter is quietly approaching.
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When winter comes,
I will hang my love on the first quarter moon,
so you can feel warm when you look up.
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