Once upon a name, I found you —
Had to learn to love you,
but that was fine — the bud
was well worth the petals.
Slowly you blinked twice
and loved me in return —
like rain caressing the land,
awakening a seed, who yawned
and gave birth to a leaf.
Unnerved, in my book of life,
searching for the next name,
I fled. You became real —
but a story only your name was.
Voices under the Sun 陽光下的聲音 