PaliPali

我和我的影子

一花開石上，孤豔對斜陽。
影隨香氣動，靜與我同芳。
不語形常在，無聲意自長。
朝迎光照暖，暮歸共蒼茫。

Me and My Shadow
I bloom alone on sun-warmed stone,
open to the sky,
but never truly alone —
my shadow stays close by.
It doesn’t speak,
but it knows my shape,
follows every lean and sway,
quiet in the heat of day.
We stretch together toward the light,
we fade as evening starts to fall.
If I am here to feel the sun,
then it is here to feel it all.