Saola at Hungry Ghost Festival
No. 10 hurricane alert
Drives all walking souls home
Leaving the trees out there
Slashed by the swirling Saola
No surprise if one or two
is ripped to the bone or uprooted
What strikes as wonder is
so many still stand, survive the typhoon
Like so many invincible dead
that form the devouring dark matter
Omnipresent, yet silent
中元节遇苏拉
八级十级大风
把有家的都赶回了家
而树们，站在原地任风撕打
有几棵被刮倒，或拔起
这也不甚奇怪，
奇怪的是，那么多树居然没倒
就像世界上所有不灭的魂灵
作为吞噬一切的暗物质
无处不在，却无声无息