晨起詩意

早安，蔚小姐：

一早出差去香港，很久沒坐紅眼班機，晨起時頻頻打哈欠。

坐出租前往機場的路上，發現天邊染上晨曦的色澤，在黯淡的藍與灰之際，橘黃色嵌入其中，一縷一縷地，彷彿未睜開的眼皮。

其實我會想，也許在一片晦暗不明、朦朧之際，人的意識和潛意識交織成一張輕柔的網，我躺在裡頭，突然生出自覺，發現自己在窺看自己的生命。

浪漫的時候我想讀詩給妳。

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

-Dylan thomas