Migrating Birds

Does the denial of passion
Come from touching of a heart?
--- Bei Dao

Your sky is shrinking
Your transparent wings
Quiver in the wind
fluttering, cloudlike, shadowy
Fleeting beauty hides
The approaching paws
Of danger

A heart is destined
To migrate
Looking for the blue
Beyond the square box
And the climate
For survival

Civilization
Is born out of the warmth
Of a hatching season, momentary
Peace tells you that
Life has nothing to do with
How high you can fly up

Before the song dies out
The meaning of flight
Is recomposed
On the grid
Interwoven by
Antenna and chimney

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作舟

候鸟

那否认的激情
不正来自感动吗？
　　　　　　－－北岛

你的天空
越来越小
透明的翅膀
在风中
振荡　噪音
如云　阴影
短暂的美丽
遮盖逼近的
危险

心灵注定迁徙
追寻四方形
以外的蓝色
与适合生存
的气候

文明诞生
于孵卵季节
的温存　片刻
的平静　使你
领会生命
与高度无关

在歌声灭绝前
飞行的意义
被重新谱写
在天线与烟囱
交织的格线上