靈魂低語

在語言的礦脈裡
探索詩的神秘紋理
往往一無所得
偶然微光乍現
原來是自己的靈魂低語

   —— 年節過後，從台北開車返回池上，經過清水斷崖時，腦海中忽然浮現這首詩。

    Whispers of the Soul

Within the veins of language

I search for the hidden textures of poetry,

and often come away with nothing.

At times, a faint glimmer suddenly appears—

it turns out to be my own soul, whispering.

   —— After the Lunar New Year,

driving back to Chishang(池上) from Taipei,

as I passed the cliffs of Qingshui(清水斷崖）,

this poem suddenly surfaced in my mind.