《话语》
心⼭中有⼥神
女神从不说话
只说光
在我们的喉
有树
音节的藤蔓覆盖
当我们的友人前额变凉
至少我们能道出
一个有着喷泉的花园
对吧
金粉的空⽓会到来的
它会生出温柔的⼿
并作一个⼿印
令我们安心下来
——-RubyHHF 2025
Words
In the mountain of the heart, there lives a goddess.
The goddess never speaks. She speaks only in light.
In our throats, there are trees, their branches covered with vines of syllables.
When our friends’ foreheads grow cold, at least we can speak of a garden with a fountain, can’t we?
The golden-powdered air will come.
It will give rise to gentle hands, and leave a handprint that will soothe us into stillness.
— RubyHHF, 2025
