Van Su Yun
Have you ever seen the Esplanade Waterfront in twilight?
Have you seen the lights on the water?
The stars, they say, were plucked from the skies,
Scattered on the land, around a quivering mirror.
If you go and see,
Look across, look closer –
Two of the shimmering lights among the glitter
Might just be a pair of eyes
Scanning the black water
For a glimpse of that spark that was once my spirit.
Knowing I would sink
Didn’t make me sink slower;
Knowing I would drown
Couldn’t help hold my breath longer;
And so my spirit sank,
And so it drowned,
Diving just for the chance to almost touch
The reflection of scattered stars.