Weakness in Moving Forward
by Wang Ran
When verse evades my grasp,
I grasp for it once more,
In moments where progress halts,
I press on as before.
Eyes heavy, feet unsure,
Yet grateful to persist,
To gather fragments of life's lore,
In joy or sorrow's midst.
What flavour does it bear,
This life of ours, we ask?
As we glance back with a gentle air,
All the triumphs, all the misdeeds
Just laughable
Before scattering in the breeze
How to shake off these heavy tones,
And let our spirit ease?
Cold winds rush through my mind,
Leaving thoughts behind.
All empty like a void.
Dead silence, all my senses are shutting down
This moment of ‘lightness’
Enlightens me!
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