I walk in the field behind my house,
Walk, and become the field!
Trees grow inside me
Leaves become part of my body,
Lotus and lily are in my chest
Birds fly inside me.
A piece of cloud
Comes from the outer horizon
Melts to rain in my soft chest…
I love the rivulet
And I become the rivulet
I flow through the green paddy field…
At night, with glossy stars
I work as a nightguard.
I count stars throughout the night
And at last I become the sky
My body shines with
Countless red, blue stars…
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