沐之所向，惟墨惟心

 

如果時間只是供妳垂釣的溪流
                                                                               
那我恐怕連溪底的小石子都不如吧
                                                                               
但現在，我已經在雲間端視妳的溪流
                                                                               
我吹著風，而妳仍憂愁地找著在乎妳的魚
                                                                               
或許我會問，妳到底想釣什麼魚 ?
                                                                               
妳永遠也不知道，是的，”妳自己 ”也不知道
                                                                               
但我總是了解
                                                                               
也許妳會覺得可惜，但很快妳又找到了新的獵物
                                                                               
舊的、無數的、被拋棄的，都已靜靜躺在時間的溪流下
                                                                               
而妳不會再去看他們一眼
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                                                               
我依然在雲端，我依然吹著風