Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Dance of Paradox

The garland of flower, the garland of skull;
Sweet autumn breeze, chill wind of cemetery;
Terrifying beauty of motionless dance,
fulfill the blue sky.

Like thousands of moons reflecting in mirror,
Why it is so brilliance, yet so frightening?

By the presence of wisdom, it's a magnificent play;
Without wisdom, it's a deadly addicting drugs!

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