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不知老之将至…
No one knows when old age will come…
water calligraphy
disappearing
with every step,
the futility of trying to
capture time as it
evaporates.
like youth.
Dust leaves no trace
of this foolish life lived
in constant preparation for old age.
A gentle breeze tears down all decorations prepared.
The corridors of time flood all in its wake.
This life finds meaning
in the most fleeting of moments.
A weary lotus bud lies down to rest.
It will not live long enough to bloom.
But it is enough, perhaps, to drink the dew off a leaf
and whisper playfully at the fish below.
01.07.19
People’s Square, Shanghai
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