家門口的金針花開了。
每年都是這樣。
春去，夏來。
盛開，凋零。
然後等待下一次相遇。
它們不曾缺席。
只是我有時看見，
有時沒有看見。
有期的，
不只是花開。
還有季節。
還有相遇。
還有那些曾經以為尋常，
卻忽然被看見的瞬間。
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KU · Cycles of Time
Everything has its season.
The daylilies bloom each year,
arriving without fail.
Spring gives way to summer.
Blooming, fading,
and waiting for another return.
They have never been absent.
Only sometimes,
I fail to notice.
It is not only flowers that have their season.
So do the passing days,
the changing light,
and the quiet moments
that suddenly reveal themselves.
It is not the flower that returns,
but time itself,
wearing a different face.
