in those lights.

A Very-Early Morning that Nobody Knows
- Childhood Memory.

It was a morning so gloomy,
That has never been forgotten.
After so many years and days,
This memory still can be written.

It was on an isle called Chimei,
Far far away from our Island.
By the seashore standing a boy,
Who shall sleep yet awaken.

It was so early in the morning,
He left the cabin with no reason.
Listening the song from Pacific,
And found its sorrowful rhythm.

The sea-waves sounded so lonely,
The cold cold wind froze the sky.
The sky was painted so paly,
The sea tinged with cyan light.

Then he always remember this morning,
No matter how many years flew away.
The ocean was calm, mystic, and desolate,
So is a part of my soul today.

June 6th, 2007