Paradox

A piece of dry land, an unending railway,
a classic old train is slowly moving on top of it.
The sun is overclouded,
yet the sunlight penetrated through & distributed evenly all over.
Yellowish, it is. So warm, somehow windy.
We are all passengers on the train,
we must have been here for a long time, I thought. Or perhaps not.
That was not the focus anyway.

She, was running on the roof above the cabin,
that is why I decided to grab her hand.
We sit at the edge there facing the wind, holding her in my embrace.
Our legs are hanging freely, her faith is swinging alongside.
She looks to the front,
her long hair is waving over her shoulder & brushes my face.
The train is gliding forward in such a low speed,
as if the time can slower its pace for us to reach our destination in time.

We have no words for each other. Our mind is clear.
She knows that when I turned my head & seek for you,
I love only you alone. She knows that when I saw you happy & I smiled,
I love only you alone, forever.
She knows that I am now here for her.
I know I will keep her in arm's reach, just to make sure that she would stay firm.
I know I will not let her wander alone in the very same struggle.

The art of calm & peace is allowed to take place. No more willfulness.
The sun disperses the clouds & shines upon her face. She is grinning.
The burden in her heart is not relieved,
I bet she is rather lightened up by my unexpected intervention.
She playfully slides her feet down my lower shin,
& slowly stuffs into my walking shoes, loosening them at the back of my heels.
She lifts them up with her toes, & lay them down softly on the trackside.
Kind of speechless, but I am amused.

I gently hop down to the ground & pick my shoes up.
As the train is fading away, I begin to follow & run back to where she was.
Step by step, I am not having problem catching up but I am having worries.
You know,
maybe I just do not like to obey the trend like the other passengers do.
Still, I will keep running because you are there with them.

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两个星期前的一场梦。奇怪。我将所有细节都写了下来，不增也不减。
I had this dream exactly 2 weeks ago. Weird. I got it written down with every single details, nothing more & nothing less.

那是一段缺乏灵感，毫无创意的日子。有点消沉，陷入低迷。然而，上帝就在那晚把如此莫名其妙的想象力恩赐于我。实际上是现实的写照，只是感情与肢体上的表达来得更加大胆。
It was the days of low inspiration & losing touch with creativity. Gloomy. & so, God gave me such an extraordinary imagination for that night. It's actually a reflection of what happened in reality. Only that it's presented more boldly when comes to feelings & body expression.

无奈。其实当中的故事早已收在心底，都以平常心看待。梦境里的放纵，暴露了我积极的信心与盼望。
I can't help it if me being optimistic & faithful with my ultimate hope is exposed in the unrestrained dream. In fact the stories within are already peaceful in mind, & are made tranquil in heart.

这世界充满了似是而非的理念。
The world is full of paradox.

不懈地祷告，恳求上帝引领。
May God lead the way, asked with untiring prayers.

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- THE STORY GOES ON -

Obsessed with beautiful things. Ain't discriminating imperfection. Instead I'd search much deeper within, to seek for the essence. Wild weeds need not to be a nuisance anymore. Just be genuine & pure.

You're always gorgeous to my aesthetic standards. What's more? The story goes on.