一组短诗

Purple Door

 

your stillness
an insoluble riddle
to somewhere, or
nowhere

 

Make a world

 

the little world you are making
is fictional to others
but real to you

Most of the time, your silence

 

is what I need
to walk on my own

 

Door to Mystery

 

what if I can solve the riddle
your stillness imposes?

the answer does not thrill me
as I am supposed to be
once the concept of Uncertainty
is instilled
sadly, the joy of reaching and accomplishing
same as the pain from losing
turns short-lived

more riddles
more brief joys and sorrows
glimpse over the Void