Hongri Yuan’s most recent poem to appear here was “They Are Waiting For You in Outer Space” (April 2020).
An Illusion in The Bright Mirror of Eternity
By Hongri Yuan
Every day is an illusion in the bright mirror of eternity.
You see yourself from a teenager to an old man with gray hair,
as if you are a role in a play.
And the peace of mind makes you smell the fragrance of flowers from the Heavens.
You recall yourself in outer space with smile—
that golden giant and fragrant light;
the huge number of palaces looks lofty, resplendent and majestic,
rise and fall, like a sea of gold.
Billions of years is like the drops of nectar
crystal clear, sprinkle the music of intoxicated soul.
