Noppakao Punyaphaphat (Porpia) 1207

13/09/19

A Pouring Water and The Empty Glass

Calling from the other world.

I ran through a nightmare,
trying to reach an unheard sound.
In the middle of darkness,
I was waiting for the brightest light.
My mind was floating around like an invisible dust.
There is nothing I could help.

At that moment, an empty glass was too small,

and the water overflowed.

Calling from the other world.

I am now visible in the daylight.
As the sun kisses my forehead,
my mother comes to wake me up,
and go out as usual.
this morning is strangely quiet,
so I curiously walk out.

At this moment, an empty glass was broken,

and the water forever drys up.

Look at your face, a soulless but tranquil.

Grandpa, please don’t go.
Haven’t you promise to give me your biggest smile?
I would love to see it.
Haven’t you promise to raise me in the day I fall?
I would love to hold your warm hands.
Will you know that right now I’m totally lost?
All my tears pour for you.
I whisper this last messages.

At the next moment, an empty glass is filled,

and the water keeps cycling.

I embrace my grandfather with my heart,

so I can feel his existence
from somewhere in the other world.
Since then, he becomes a part of me, a growing root,
a blooming red rose,
a sunshine for the future morning.