If I can see them
They must be able to see me
They are twinkling there, gathering together
Separated by a distant universe
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
They are dancing in the bonfire
Their lengthened shadows leaping in my face
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
The forest cut down neatly
The mountains remaining still
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
When there is only a single light on
The night is ten times as dark
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
Thnings that you are searching for have not been found
But things found have been lost
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
When the moon is shedding its light everywhere
People are asleep
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
Music has invaded the soul
And the wilderness is occupied by passions
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
The entrance is on the left side
But the exit is somehow on the right
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
The listener finds it hard to open his mouth
And the speaker opens his mouth but has nothing to say
If I can see them
They must be able to see me
The rain chases the wind
The spring follows the autumn in close steps
If I can see them
Can they really see me?
From: https://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/ouyang-yu/poems/low-voices-0772067
Date: 2002
By: Yu Ouyang (1955- )
From Troubles of The World 
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