On Dots

Why did he and she come to this world, and where do you think they should return? Young old people can fabricate reincarnations one after another, and the tower always looks down here and there with its eternal attitude. He and she became transparent, and suddenly full, as light and airy as two intimate dusts, and suddenly as heavy as the seawater in the trench, as if permeated by the quiet and high pressure of the years. Where do you think he and she return? From the human world to the human world, you and I, bless them!