Lose – is a must

lose focus,
lose yourself,
loose all the strings,
once in a while

and, maybe,
life will surprises you,
in its own way

Winter Breath

Walk into the darkness, I hear my own breath

我聽見 我的呼吸

和這片森林 合而為一
它呼吸著 我的呼吸
每一口存在的氣息

a journey with emptiness in it

a journey with emptiness in it,
while you are not there,

like tree without leaves,
train has no passengers,
and body contains no soul

sometimes i forget, lives move on
just like leaves grow back next spring
passengers get on next stop
and i will carry you, once again

ironically, the emptiness is necessary,
for me to recognize you…

when that day comes.

A dialogue between illusion and another

Silhouette of tree and its reflection.

Plants with reflection of trees.

ripples

虛實、實虛，這石頭一落，漣漪一起,虛實一線，浮出了面?

I did intend not to caption this series to illusion and reality, even though it might fit the image more… in certain ways?! Yet, in Buddhism’s point of view, everything is Maya (illusion). Illusion or reality is like chicken or egg to me, not a question to answer. The moment is what I captured, and has left (in) me, no matter it’s illusion or reality. Living through moment to moment seems matter more…