瑜伽诗– Almost Gone 瑜伽诗Almost Gone The sun calls one last word in its rusting voice, then leans to the west, sweetening its tune by forgetting the melody....
瑜伽诗– Then It’s Over 瑜伽诗Then It’s Over The blue breaks through the setting clouds, an old fire, while the field lays down its colors for the night. Sky...
瑜伽诗–你知道你来自哪里吗？ 瑜伽诗Do You Know Where You’re From? Blue falling off its ledge the expanse collapsing into pale rain or nothing but sun. Do you know...
