By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
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The ray of light
On each morning glimmering dew
On grains of salt drawn
…from your teardtops
Fall from the heavens
Sunlight
Night sky billions rays of hope
Always I’m with you.
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May 13, 2014
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Những tia nắng
Trong sương sáng suốt
Óng ánh trên hạt muối
…đọng trên hàng mi
Rơi từ trời
Ánh nắng
Vạn ngàn sao, vạn ngàn hy vọng
Như người mãi cạnh đây.
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Thank you for this birthday present (since that was on my 16th birthday).
One of the darkest I have ever had, when all hope left me.
If I would have read these lines back then, I am sure I would have felt and thought otherwise.
The final exam of the secondary school, my grand father was dying, I didn’t want to go working, since I could do it, the endless spiral, I wanted to shoot myself that year.
I usually forget all these dates and things, since most of them don’t mean anything to me or just hurt or I just forget. The best presents are the people who are there with us and brighten our day.
The children especially, like I once on this day in May. With all the things people gave me or had for me, it was them, not their things and sometimes especially their need to give me things made me sad, when all I wanted was their presence and that they would know that it was enough.
It felt me like not being enough because for me it was enough to just be here, but for the others it wasn’t.
A few warm words, some stories, some hugs or open arms, it’s all what one needs.
(I am just in a weeping mood because of some things, it is always good when I can weep.) ❤
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Hugs, I wrote it for a friend. His father passed away. I’m so happy my words has been cathartic for you. Blessings, take care dear.
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