Between two high notes
The song leaves a crack
Wide enough
To let me in
Like a fish jumping back
Into night water
The fish and I leave no
Trace, and the world
Remains undisturbed as we swim
Deeper and deeper in blue silence
Upon my return, I find the music
Still going on, while the fish has
Disappeared into the unknown
Yuan Changming (Canada)
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