Svetlana Alexievich ~ 我還是想你，媽媽 ~

A Hope…

A hope, in expectation and anticipation, is the longing and desire by the belief in the possibility of its occurrence; as in darkness, a dim light glitters along the path.

City Moon Night

I walk alone tonight.
Yet, I remember the days you walked with me.

Hovering over the city corner at sunset

Hovering over the city corner at sunset.
The same old question:
to go or not to go, that's the question.

The evening in Prince Edward Road West

Farewell, mother...

Ode to eternity

Eight years journey ended,
like the cloud has gone,
like the anser flew away.
A forever farewell,
but not a moment goodbye.
To the unfathomable eternity,
where we would meet again.

 八年的旅程去如彩雲, 杳如黃鶴.
此生已不可再, 再沒有叮囑, 再沒有再見.
只有等待無茫的永恆, 在鴻飛冥冥的天路, 在天國, 重聚.

To My Father...

To My Father:

 Although mortality separated us , but you are always in my heart.

 雖然我們陰陽相隔, 但您始終在我心裡.

On Father's Day 2013

Is the door closed?

A Lonesome Sunset

You told me you would like to go watching sunset.
You did not want me to go with you.
I knew you needed to be alone for a time.
I hoped you could hear what I’d muttered
through the melancholy wind
in a lonesome sunset.

The cloud is…

                                         這片雲海也許就是思念最好的歸宿.

                 The cloud is, perhaps, the best destiny for one to remember fondly.