Whisper upset me along sparkling stones,
as i was alone on way farther from home.
Everything visible is empty, invisible rusty.
I fogged by a daze to reach the path,
and the weeping wind chases my broken-half,
All the way disrupted by an signal tells,
he is not coming back from anywhere else.
Tonight my love ended in dell.
Pik Kwan Lam
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/long-way-home/
