Woodcut by Xiang Yang
A Traveler's Dream
Just give me a home to
which I can never return. A travel is someone fated to attain identity
in the midst of his drifting. Wind and snow, bright sun, hailstorms, and
cold rain, not to mention the dirt on his hair or the tears at the corners
of his eyes. A travel's
dream--perhaps it is only a home. But it is a home
he can never return to once he wakes up.
Every tree trunk contains the homes of insects, every leaf can be the nest
of dew drops. Every road has the the shoe prints
of travelers, or perhaps the prints of their feet. But
the trail of each shoe print or footprint is eventually
covered and obliterated by the wind and dust.
To be called a "traveler" one can only go forward all alone. (more......)