One Poem. One Planet. — Mang Ke
On the windowpane of your open eyes
I see the night
its full, dense beard
nestled against your face
this moment you are terrified
Why do you still not sleep?
Whom do you await?
this moment suddenly the moon’s
tears apart the layers of cloud
in a twinkling, I saw you smile
before your eyes, I see
that radiance reappear
like the beating of a white dove’s wings
circling outside your window.
–Mang Ke, (China)