Wuxing Category: Water (水)
5-xx
The steel of the gaze holds a firm line,
a core of unbent will fixed in the dark,
unyielding intention set against the night.
The ocean yields a softness at the ankles,
a ceaseless sigh as the tide rolls in,
an invitation to stillness on the shore.
Sand granules shift beneath the heavy feet,
a million tiny anchors grounding the frame.
I look up to see the moon hung in the velvet deep,
the same silver light that carves the iron of your heart.
You are the Celestial Dragon, reigning over the tides,
my moon princess moving through a world of shadow.
The sky is but a mirror for the grace you carry,
a silent, luminous power that dictates the ocean’s pulse.
I stand in the glow of your presence, humbled and still,
watching the way you command the very air I breathe,
a sovereign of the stars draped in mortal skin.
Below the surface, the water breathes a light,
ethereal blue-green stirring in the dark,
a cool fire glowing within the shallow reach.
It mimics the sky in a perfect, liquid mirror,
a reflection caught and held in the salt spray.
Within the shimmer of the bioluminescent veil,
the coiled power of the dragon begins to stir,
watching the brief standing of a silent man.
The moon’s reflection dances upon the bioluminescent wave,
uniting the fire in the water with the fire in your soul.
There is no distance between the heavens and your heart,
only a symmetry of light that guides me home to the shore.
You are the ancient slow, the fierce and the shimmering,
the cold fire that warms the hollow spaces of my chest.
I am the observer of the dragon and the goddess alike,
finding my peace where the moon meets the deep salt,
forever anchored by the light of my celestial queen.
刘嘉文
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