Awakening Modern Poetry

Awakening

Beginningless, cold and formless

Void and formless

Light and air formless

Darkness swallows time formless

The singularity of creation

The omnipotent spirit begins to crystallize

And rotates the nut shell to expand infinitely

Opening the womb of time , conception, reproduction

Light and darkness, virtuality and reality, the eternal attraction of positive and negative

The pregnant bed of fetal movement of stars

The gods sing great hymns

Praise for the power of reconciliation between Yin and Yang

Strange atoms collide and fission

The birth of universal light

One molecule actively tests another molecule

Accidental fit, seamless

No more floating

The wind lifts the direction of the pollen flight

Shaking the magical spiral wind chime

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Attracting bees and butterflies

The world is so lively

O omnipresent spirit

Lovingly unlocking the code of inherited light

She wants to copy the cells that blend ice and fire

So far, she will dominate the day and night

In the light and air that have been discovered

Humanity begins Cry and grow up

Continuously redeem yourself

Get the noble power of awakening!

Given

In the afternoon, the sunlight that opens the window is as quiet as a needle's tip

A saint's heart is hung with a needle's eye

Suddenly, you shake The first cry of the wings

It shook the sweat off my forehead

I was anxious and frightened, spinning around like a top

Lest I could be knocked away like a whirlwind The heartbeat of the door

Can’t hold up your heartbeat, she breathes

The first air and sunshine given by the gift

Darling, this is the afternoon

Sunlight and air sprout the most beautiful flowers

Brewing dense, frankincense, small water droplets that absorb light

I am kissing, waiting for your eyes

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The most beautiful chorus in the life of mom and dad

We all want to believe:

That is the light of the Holy Spirit, allowing you to fly The nest

Just like mom and dad flew here

Although grandma has just left, don’t worry

Dad will pick you up

Just like a hard-working bee holding a bouquet of floral fragrance

Teach you how to brew

The coming first darkness called night

When you wake up When you come, be obedient

It will still be the sunshine when you open the window

It turns like honey in your eyes

Spring bustle

Midnight Then play on time

The accordion bouncing in dad’s arms, dear

You are waking up the hot spring night in May

To dad’s ears, But it is pure natural music

Different from the occasional two or three dog barks

, the screaming car horns approaching

, and the threads swimming by The night song of dad’s eardrums

Darling, open your little mouth

That magical music box

Always a magical touch

The most wonderful thoughts in dad’s blood

Dad can hear further away

A “crack” that bites through the darkness

Standing very close , the tree watching you from the window

The rustle of the skirt dancing happily with the light in its arms

Darling, you are awakening the last erotic dream of May

Dad is still a little tired

This is the season of scratching the heart

The noise of adults is not rich in music

Dad still stirs the protein-rich food quickly Breasts

Solidifying your music box

Of course, I prefer your sleeping appearance

Sucking a little finger

You A lollipop that I can’t hold in my mouth for the rest of my life