听到钟的踱步
              心跳很安详
              夜色阑珊
              万籁俱寂
 
              咀嚼一枚青橄榄
              把回甘写进诗歌
              冷暖自知
              甘苦自铭
 
              夜是昼的归宿
              诗是心的相知
              总有一线天
              总有一滴禅
              从此觉悟