Friday, July 20, 2012

Silent River that Runs Deep

The sun goes up in the mountains.
People wake up behind curtains.
There’s a market, and there’s a train.
The students cycle to school.
Working here, for business is cool.
Winds gently whisper silent songs.
Trees of bamboo stand proud and tall.
Blue sky shows glory above all;
Above greatest part of valley:
The silent river that runs deep.

The sun goes down behind the train.
In rush hour, all the people wait.
From above, bright lights look like grains.
Going home below the bright stars.
Passing by are the lights of cars.

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