我在台湾拍摄的海

                                         海的声音

                        大海的浪滔

                              一波一波的起伏着,

                              从天边走来.

                              哪一波是我的邮件,

                              写满了谁

                              总是无言的情感?

                              大海的浪头

                              拍击着城西边的岸,

                              似乎是一种男人的语言.

                              可哪一声的拍击

                              是石头心的伤痛,

                              真的能让水珠

                              也累积成难言的挂念?

                              还有风声

                              没完没了的纠缠,

                              与海水的浑浊搅拌在一起.

                              让人分不清,

                              哪里是明,

                              哪里是暗.

                              大自然的喧嚣,

                              毕竟是自然的.

                              安静的是人,

                              烦恼的也是人…