呐喊的服从
在破碎的时间山丘上，在这样雷鸣般的欲望之云之间，出现了什么梦幻般的花的幻象，那些漂移的东西永远无法触及？
追求和平的情感在哪里可以要求安全的港湾，笼罩在一些渴望的心中？
为什么水手们航行的每一场风暴都能在需要的心灵空间里破灭，而无舵和抛锚？
什么时候爱的果实在追求无声的海盗之声时，会在那些渴望同情的人的信心中播下不和谐的种子？
在每一个有价值的灵魂中，都有一个空间，在每一次有限的呼吸之间打开，叫嚣着向某个坟墓屈服，在那里时间停止了向死亡召唤的折磨。
在骄傲的深红色帆布的包裹下，我们每个人都在承受着约束自我的沉默，窒息着对静止的需求的忏悔。
浪费的是那些通过沉默的深度来逃避爱的人的搏斗的自我折磨的情感。
因为解脱的关键是一个八字密码。
我爱你。
©️CHSpeare
图片：拉脱维亚画家Igor Maykov的油画，1966年
SCREAMING SUBMISSION
What dreaming floral visions emerge between such thunderous clouds of desire upon the hills of broken time, those that drift ever out of reach?
Where can emotions that sail in pursuit of peace claim safe harbour, enveloped within some heart of longing?
Why can each storm of mariners’ voyaging break within the space of a mind needing, whilst rudderless and anchor-ripped?
When do the fruits of love’s endeavours in pursuit of silent pirate voices sow discord upon the confidence of those that crave compassion?
Within each worthy soul is a space that opens between every limited breath, screaming submission to some grave where time ceases its torments that beckon to death.
Wrapped in the crimson sailcloth of pride, we each suffer the silence that constricts self-possession, chocking confessions of stilled need.
Wasted are the wrestling self-tormenting emotions of those who evade love through depths of silence.
For the key to liberation is an eight-lettered code:
I love you.
©️CHSpeare
Image: oil painting by Latvian painter Igor Maykov, 1966
