“Golden Snail”

在金色螺旋中，我聽見時間的低語，
緩慢的步伐，捲繞著祕密與記憶的殼。
殼中藏著那被世界遺忘的夢，
而在每一次滑行中，我似乎看見自己被釋放。

露珠沾濕螺跡，夜的靜默在它身後擺動，
心跳與呼吸，如同潮汐交替，不肯停止；
當光映出這螺的曲線，
我知道，美與逃離有時，是同一道門。

In the golden spiral I hear whispers of time,
Slow steps coiled in shell of secrets and memories.
Within its shell lie dreams forgotten by the world,
And with each glide I seem to glimpse my own release.

Dew kisses its trail, night’s hush sways in its wake,
Heartbeat and breath like tides, refusing to yield;
When light maps its curves,
I understand: beauty and escape are sometimes one and the same door.