My little angel

My little angel

My little angel

She is natural

Like the darling buds 

The gentle breeze of May

She is pure

Like the exquisite water

The gleaming light of sliver

She likes to coo and woo 

“Mama Mama I love you”

Giggle and chuckle

Playing “Daddy Daddy I see you”

Today she turns 1 year old

“Happy Birthday to You!”

These eternal lines shall

Declare our dear love unto you.

I miss that night

I miss that night

I miss that night.

I remember it was very cold and

I was in total despair

huddling at a table outside a closed University café 

dimly lit by an array of lonely lampposts 

reading some poems given by my course tutor

so bad and so sad

that I couldn’t say a thing.

You said nothing either 

but gave me a bowl of hot noodles 

that you cooked at your place of study. 

I devoured like a dog

Hungry for the food of truth and love

Which I got a real taste of it for the first time

In your presence 

That was probably the moment I fell for you.

Composed upon St John’s Cathedral, Hong Kong 2022

Composed upon St John’s Cathedral, Hong Kong 2022

In the early morning

While the city is still sleeping

Several souls wake up to the ancient bell

striking in the heart of Central district

Taking pilgrim’s steps ascending the narrow pathway

to the century old gothic church 

fearfully approaching the majestic throne

kneeling down to pray for the many blessings 

that have bestowed on the island for over a century

nurturing thousands of mighty souls 

who safeguard the Pearl of the Orient

which shines through the aisle of history

leaving its people a page of its beauty and glory

now and forever.

Stream of Consciousness

Stream of Consciousness

I like to swim

freely and deeply 

in my mind

sometimes like a ship 

sailing quietly in the ocean

around the world

sometimes like a young lovely couple 

paddling in the lake

feeling the blow of autumn wind

under the warm cozy sun

but other times like a submarine

immersing in the abyss

losing its way

or like a little boat 

shaking up and down

in the middle of a stormy sea

There are good times and bad times 

I still enjoy seeing things

within and without

in the journey of mind.