A Traveller

You stock in my head 

like a stone stokes in a gap

like a tree root deeps in the soil

like a sentimental rock sinks in the undersea

like the greenhouse gas keep absorbing  heat 

like the plates of Earth that keep colliding

like the "global warming" project that keep popping in my head

You are hard to read 

like a mysterious novel that keeps me thinking 

like an abstract poem that I never understand 

like a prolonged play that eats a big chunk of my time 

but in the end I find it impossible to finish reading 

because it's so long 

like a woman's long dress that makes her stumble

like the stem of a Douglas that keeps extending 

like the Nile river,

which you can never see a confluence from one point 

When I was defected by frustration 

You came to my life like a beam of light 

Although, it was a light of a pale moon

Or a light of a fire beetle 

However, it flys into my heart and light up my whole world

I was too young, too naive

too easy to be affected 

too blind to see the inherence

And you 

like a wind that brings me cool and fresh air

And you

like the sunset which amazes me but soon brings out darkness

And you

a traveler, getting on the train 

No one knows where you will go

but indeed 

you will not return

and I 

will no longer stay