At every moment

Every morning

the moment i open my eyes

i like to look up at a place where

the sun rises

because there is

the brightest hope

every night

before i go to bed

i like to look at the starry sky

because there is

a dream

the ageless time

every moment of warmth

is the sweet candy-like taste of memory

time is soft as ripple

engraved with lines of shining poetry

turning into blossoming clouds

imprinted on the heart of lake

turning into glittering seasonal sceneries

in the history

of life.