Through the night
Crackling in a fireplace
Like a silent call
Hissing world left behind
First petal fallen
Became my cradle
Midnight song of a nightingale
My only lullaby
A whisper of wind
Moon’s silver kiss
Falling star turned to a wish
Among the cold frozen constellations
Beyond the breaking horizon
Where lies all human passion
Melodies and dreams of a calling dawn
Deep in the turquoise sea
In the waves of the ocean
Dark prayer of midnight dream
Little boats still float seeking for pure devotion
A whisper of wind, a call of leaves
Prayer beneath pale moon’s face
Silent crack in a fireplace
One thousand stars silently dwell
For one single dream
For only one wish
” I call for a dream to return. Silence is too loud to scream, nothing left here.
Falling I hear my mother speaks to me.
Sweet care below a fantasy.
Stroke of a wish, memories flow…
I wish I could come back home.”
Linlin's Poetry 