Monday, August 22, 2005

寄信

我信 故我寫
我信 但我信不足
需要幫助
我寫 故我信
我要寫信
用墨汁 用腦汁
用血汁

執筆用右手
手指不離鍵
健談的另類
淚流滿紙也

我寫故我傳
來個親手傳播
或委託給郵差
或交給電郵

不要怕 只要信
儘使風急雨狂 
郵筒烈火熊熊
網絡大擠塞
相信你的信
必能直達他心

盡情的揮舞
你的手 你的心
未必有觀眾
起碼我寫過
我信

25-4 -05

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

A deep vale of sanctuary,
where the true voices gravitates,
and home to sounds even
the fools reject and sneer.
They are as raw as
they may seem,
yet meaning ourselves that
the world would not see.

26 August, 2005 09:59  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ryan, your words remind me of "splendid isolation", an interesteing term I learnt in my history class in form 4. what shall our relationship with the world be? a combination of certain levels of attachment & detachment works well, I guess.
digger

26 August, 2005 19:35  

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