The setting sun glides above us,
scattering its secrets all around,
holding together the mortals.

His sight and her vision
pierces through their fates.
Frigid air scratches the night,
the moon fiddling with her face,
looking towards the strangers.

Their minds are awakened by serenity,
while their souls are chastised by fate.

His round cheeks rippling like the dam nearby,
her lips shut in the ice slips of despair.
Speechlessness burdens their limbs.

Two pairs of hands, freezing,
burdened with what their skin cannot bear.
Their fingertips compelled to readjust their breaths.
Ruthlessness, after all, swallows desire.

Suddenly, the moon is smeared by rains or tears
for the moon waxes and wanes like our fate.

Hours, minutes, seconds revolve.
Is that how destiny plays with us?
How she urges the moonlight to be true
to itself and yet no hearts can be saved—
the moon, not at least, reaching out?

All these, refracting the far side of the moon,
however, surely, nourishing the birth of stars,
and relentlessly, giving nature a kind heart.

月亮的側面
徐凱瑩

夕陽在天上流動，
堆砌四散的光線，
凝聚了塵世的悵惘。

他和她的視覺，
刺破暗淡的餘輝。
淒冷的空氣撩撥夜空，
月亮隨之拋棄面紗，
不幸地與他們四目交投。
頭腦慢慢被寧靜喚醒，
靈魂同時被浪漫鞭撻。

他圓形的面頰，
孵化出身旁堤壩的漣漪，
內心卻建築了充滿傷疤的圍牆；
她兩片薄薄的嘴唇，
關在失望的鎖頭內，
無言最後掌控四肢的活動。

兩雙冰冷的手，
撫摸着皮膚不能承受的重擔，
指尖禁不住調節混沌的呼吸，
無情始終吞噬欲望的本質。
一剎那，
淚珠般的雨點，
塗鴉在月亮表面，
陰晴圓缺成為塵世的宿命。

時分秒不斷迴轉，
上蒼喜歡玩弄悲歡利合，
驅使月光苗有秉持她的價值，
不會拯救掏空了的心房。
上蒼無能洗淨心痛的裂縫。
但這分裂的人間常態，
折射了月亮側面的光芒，
更給予無數小星星養分，
為大自然執掌一顆善心。