Secret Garden Of Soul Poem by Yilong River

The quest for chaos is full of thorns.
On one side, water and gas are depicted in the heaven and earth nourished by the brilliant sun.
The changeable reflection proves the creeping nature of the noumenon.
Let the gods of lotus merge their glory into bodies painted with mysterious patterns.



The elegant girl shows herself in the clear sky.

The greedy crow crows crowed in the branches not far away.

Waiting for years of unresolved traces to be forgotten by young hearts,

The ghosts of that era went from tension to indifference.



The land deep in the jungle has never been stepped in.

Let ignorant karma burn in the air.

Death watches the desolate prosperity from afar.

It's not clear which are still alive and which are dying.



Pride and decoration do not bring long-lasting admiration and gaze.

Beauty here is about life and death.