A beam of light breaks through cracks
in the door and lights up the dust
dancing in the air.
Now dust are dancing in such light
Now all dust in this room seem to be gathering
at this moment, in this beam of light
and dancing.
Light is brightness. In dust the light finds its direction.
Such light, most likely to be part of the brilliance
outside the door, leaks inside
for purpose of showing me so much dust
hidden in my room and flying freely
in the light.
About the author:
Chuan Shang is the author of the poetry collection Who is Zhang Kanbu. His works appear in Chinese literature magazines Flora City, Chinese Poetry, and Poetry Monthly, etc.