chair is clean, ground is sweep
i watch shadow creeps to my feet
tiny whirlwind, whistling, swirling dust
traversing, i could see tumbling ants
suddenly appear, a golden chain
a pendant, jade, lustering green

i walk towards and i pick it up
my hand trembling, my heart throbs
cause i see initials i always know
oh! my… my girl where are you
it’s been a long time we haven’t seen
i’m wondering when will i see you again
… continuation from daily walk to the bay
(moments hugging me, been long time