WALK LEISURELY

(to Hung and Tuan)

Half of his life

he walks

aimlessly

in his dream

His feet step on the ground which turns into the yellow autumn


He hobbles

on the road far far away

to the dark blue horizon

He carries a heavy load on his shoulders alone.


The sun is bright in his mind

The outerspace is dusky with the shadows of the moon and the stars

That they walk or fly doesn't matter, for they will arrive.

Father and son

one is behind one

one is infront of one

walk

leisurely.


Ngày dịch:16.3.2008