A Wishing Dream Poem by Antonio Liao

hello! what time is it now, the step that wake every
awaken sleep, a sweet hello in the pillow as the blanket
cover its feet, and shame touches the toughest skin
flatten

clock, sound is not the same, and the morning cockle
with the crows of the early dine, the zooming wings
whisper the shading clouds in the splendid blue sky,
the wait is over

color my dream and paint with the arrow of the rainbow
of the cherry blossom and the red carpet of the harmony
reaches to the seven heaven, where the falling star,
capture the journey of where to begin

listen as i draft, the beginning of my stay, sculpt and nothing
will stay with a pieces of memory that i was once in your
dream painting the years of today, tell me then, that worth
comes one more in the painted design of my love in your
awakening moment with me

and as tomorrow shall be, coming to stay, in the great
design, it would be the precious beginning of my life
in a painted eternity.......