我的復活節My Easter holiday

溫暖的力量在陽光裡流動
淚水在眼眶裡打轉

本是農耕堆肥的下午

意外翻出心裡的大哉問

我們怎麼知道要去哪?

席地而坐
三人
斜鍬而立
一人

你那光亮色彩的珠珠
正說明你的性格
自由在裡奔放

這周是農夫
下周是藝術家
再下周呢?
"恩，我還沒想到要體驗什麼?"

"你如何知道
你有多少自由?"
我的淚水也跟著滑落


我在尋找
在嘗試
我能用雙手，用雙腳，用心的自在生活

也許我不能像你們一樣
那麼確切的有自己

但不代表
我永遠不能

多少框架，限制
是自己加上去的

我要聆聽自己的聲音

The gentle strength of sunlight was flowing in the air.
The tears were running in eyes.

It was planned to be a farming afternoon.

But, accidentally, she dug out big questions in my mind.

How do we know where we should go?
Sitting on the ground, three people,
Standing by the shovel, one person

The shinning balls with you
explained your personality finely:
Freedom was running inside.

This week I am a farmer.
Next week I will be an artist.
What about next next week?
"Um, I haven't thought about what I want to explore more?"

"How do you know
how much freedom you have?"
The tears ran down too.

I am seeking.
I am trying.
To live a life with hands, feet, and heart.

Maybe I can't be like you guys
to have ourselves so sure.

But it doesn't state that
I will never be in this way.

So many frames and limitations
are put on us by ourselves.

I want to hear my voice.