I And The Village (Marc Chagall) Poem by William He

I and the Village (Marc Chagall)
By William He

Green hues reflect on water,
Where shadows gather and linger,
Thoughts drift and fall.
Memories circle back,
Dreams linger in the village,
Meeting the gaze of milch goat.
Church stairs lead into the clouds,
In the flowing lights,
Stars hang like legs.
Hair roots tangle,
Trees entwine with threads of emotion,
Above and below, an inner enchantment once.

Flowers bloom on the Ewe's smiling cheeks,
A crescent moon hangs at the turn,
Pine needles glow with bright.
Rivers pulse with life,
Time turns in cycles,
Feminine whispers and crisp piano notes.
Fish swim through the skies of childhood,
Scales shimmer,
Colorful waves churn.
Old faces glow in the village mirror,
Reality and illusion float together,
A strange and wondrous painting even.

疏影 夏加尔《我与村庄》
作者：何威廉

绿颜映水，
落影凝注处，
思绪飘坠。
缅忆盘回，
梦滞村庄，
牝羊眼线拼缀。
教堂梯入云深处，
流光里、
星悬双腿。
发蔓根、
树绕情丝，
上下内生迷魅。

花绽牂颜颊笑，
拐弯新月挂，
松叶光沛。
脉动河川，
轮转时间，
乳汁琴声滴脆。
鱼游空际童年在，
鳞闪烁、
彩波翻沸。
老面孔、
村镜相辉，
实幻共浮奇绘。