Looking Into The Distance Poem by Hai Huang

Often, I stand on the top of the building,
Looking far away into the night sky
Under the sky far away, was the happy home of mine

When I lightly opened the window of my bedroom
I shall see fireworms flashing in the shade of the night
The moonlight was soft, flowers were gently blossoming
So kind the breeze that I did’t want to sleep

But now, I see nothing under that sky
Though nothing I see, still I often look far
Missing of home likes flowing dust with no habitat

In the night under that piece of sky
I often bend over along the window
Looking the distance now I stand
When it rained, I would close the window
Letting the raindrops touch the glasses
Listening the soft whisper of the rain

I know here now I stand will be distance in the end
And the distance will be another distance someday
Feelings fade away with life, without an end
Imagine that I am back to that window with fireworms flashing
But the only thing I can do is standing under the sky
And looking into the distance
Till the end of my life, I still the distance place