Vagabond Multilingual Journal Spring 2005 | Page 7

Sunlight through the Autumn Leaves
Forever in time, deep in my heart, My bittersweet memories ?ow out, The sunlight through the leaves, its gentleness and painfulness, With a whisper, it envelops me. Dressed in funeral garb painted of earth, The autumn leaves slowly dance and twirl, Stroking the water’s surface just like a gentle breeze. “One day, I want to come back here,” I murmur, gazing at the brilliantly shimmering lake, “This time next year, will I be able to come back here?” With that, hot tears come tumbling down. Forever in time, deep in my heart, The water is soft gold and the sky pale blue, Between the chill of the earth and the fever of the sun I live desperately on. The more I try to talk the more my breath dwindles, I write my words on a lea?et and place it on the water, Creating elegant ripples. “One day, I’d like to come back here,” I murmur, gazing at the dimly twinkling lake, “This time next year, I’ll not be here...” With a whisper, the sunlight through the leaves disappears.

Teresa Ko

VAGABOND

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