成爲秋天的樣子

閱讀一首詩的靜默

不急著了悟過往

手沖早晨的爵士咖啡
冥想自己成為秋天的樣子

     Become the Form of Autumn

To read the silence of a poem,

Not rushing to comprehend the past,

I hand-brew morning's jazz coffee,

Meditating until I become the form of autumn.