truth

History was etched in the bones of the city. Photo credit Sonny Spencer

I ask Life, ‘’Tell me Your Reality.’’
He asks, ‘’Come along with me’’;
We enter my childhood pathways
Where now deathly silence abode.
With aching heart I search
Our dancing footprints, but
Wiped away by the tides of time,
Those poems lost in season’s dirt
Our giggles parched in scorching sun,
Gusts whisper here silence dwells
Since long, what I want to discover;
I turn towards life in terror,
He says, ‘’This is My Reality.’’

© 韩瑞雅 Han Rui Ya