墨水般的椰林交織著觸鬚,張牙舞爪地評論風傳來的騷動,在半月的見證下進行今日的審判。被夜色染透的我在石階上認真地聆聽,等著將自己排入議程。
The inky coconut trees interweave their tentacles, clawing and rattling to comment the tumult delivered from the wind. Under the witness of the half moon, today’s trial has begun. Thoroughly soaked by the night color, I sit by the steps earnestly listening; and waiting, the turn of me into the order.