What will I find?
Crossing the river,till the next mountain top!
"Concentrate on every step!"
How my conscious said.
But ,if nothing was beyond,
Why should I adventure?
The sun was behind the cloud!
And it wasn't clear,
My next passage!
However,
Once I couldn't endure it.
I might totally lose!
Lose from the game with God!
How He built and desert me!
Cause I couldn't foresee,
If the next mountain top,
It is dreamlike!
Once I turn back,
Nothing even a chance!
My steps were harsh!
Danger to fall off!
Danger the biting snakes!
A Blue Bird received me,
On a branch of pine tree.
He looked at me like a wonder!
Then flight between the valley.
I fallow him!
The ray of sun broke out from the sky!
It was a castle in the cloud.
Where God sat and smiled to me!
"Little one!How much you love me?"
"As much as how you love me!"
2011年4月26日 星期二
2011年4月25日 星期一
The Traveler and Deer
The voice of wind,.echoes in the mountains.
The traveler was tired.
His arms sored ,and legs were pain.
Where to rest?
He asked Jesus,
And there was no reply.
But only the sound of bugs!
Hummimg around him!
He was thirsty!
Seemed like a stream was nearby.
He searched and found,
A little stream with melted ice.
Flow around.
And a deer was there.
Innocently smelt the fragrance of spring air.
He tried to be very very friendly.
But the little deer was so frightened.
That she hide away from the traveler.
He was heart-broke!
Then dig heart out and said
"If this is what you wish?"
The deer ran away like wind!
And the big trees rumored,
"Her weeping tear was like the dewdrops on leaf!"
The traveler was tired.
His arms sored ,and legs were pain.
Where to rest?
He asked Jesus,
And there was no reply.
But only the sound of bugs!
Hummimg around him!
He was thirsty!
Seemed like a stream was nearby.
He searched and found,
A little stream with melted ice.
Flow around.
And a deer was there.
Innocently smelt the fragrance of spring air.
He tried to be very very friendly.
But the little deer was so frightened.
That she hide away from the traveler.
He was heart-broke!
Then dig heart out and said
"If this is what you wish?"
The deer ran away like wind!
And the big trees rumored,
"Her weeping tear was like the dewdrops on leaf!"
2011年4月21日 星期四
The Nest of Blue lark: How Large is the Universe?
The Nest of Blue lark: How Large is the Universe?: "This is my review from the film of youtube.And I believe that not only me think so! If we mankind seek to know the universe and how it was..."
How Large is the Universe?
This is my review from the film of youtube.And I believe that not only me think so!
If we mankind seek to know the universe and how it was made,
It would be a bit of like building the Barbel Tower,
When our ancestors tried to know where was God living.
What would happen?
Aren't we gradually destroy this Earth?
And this was because of "His Anger"?
I don't know!
I remember Einstein as a humble man from the Creator!
But not an ambitious man who seeks the Maximum of universe,then blindly thinks himself higher than the creator !
Creator of the "SUPERMAN"theory ,died in the psychiatric hospital,if anyone super than God?
I respect these fighters for human knowledge.
But I know,if we humbled,He show us more,more about the TRUTH!
If we mankind seek to know the universe and how it was made,
It would be a bit of like building the Barbel Tower,
When our ancestors tried to know where was God living.
What would happen?
Aren't we gradually destroy this Earth?
And this was because of "His Anger"?
I don't know!
I remember Einstein as a humble man from the Creator!
But not an ambitious man who seeks the Maximum of universe,then blindly thinks himself higher than the creator !
Creator of the "SUPERMAN"theory ,died in the psychiatric hospital,if anyone super than God?
I respect these fighters for human knowledge.
But I know,if we humbled,He show us more,more about the TRUTH!
2011年4月18日 星期一
Eagle in Sun
After a thought,what's left?
After a song,what'll exist?
There was no one but a lonely philosopher.
Or a heart-break poet.
And he was seeking a while of peace.
A space of memory.
Nothing left but the ego.
The ego as an Eagle,strayed and lonely.
When no one notice him.
He flight high and far.
But ,when he fall in love.
With the last summer rose.
He just couldn't see.
Why a love song,
Turn into bitter wine?
The tempest tore them apart.
Then he buried his rose in grave.
And seeks for the redeemer the sunshine.
The child asked,
"If there was a eagle in the Sun?"
And he was so proud!
After a song,what'll exist?
There was no one but a lonely philosopher.
Or a heart-break poet.
And he was seeking a while of peace.
A space of memory.
Nothing left but the ego.
The ego as an Eagle,strayed and lonely.
When no one notice him.
He flight high and far.
But ,when he fall in love.
With the last summer rose.
He just couldn't see.
Why a love song,
Turn into bitter wine?
The tempest tore them apart.
Then he buried his rose in grave.
And seeks for the redeemer the sunshine.
The child asked,
"If there was a eagle in the Sun?"
And he was so proud!
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