Voyage

是春天了吧？雖然年來得晚，一個不冷的冬，還是隱隱透著早春的氣息－特別是幾個清朗的日子，陽光燦然的不像屬於這一季。

一首在寒天裡看到野地冒出嫩芽、或是枝頭新綠的葉尖、或是某些小小的顫危危的花苞，就會想起的歌詩，近日不知為何又應時的哼唱起來。好友的版上說著劉若英的電影故事，對於情事的遲疑膽怯、對於是否幸福毫無把握的心態、對於不敢探身向前的徒留遺憾……想到歌詞中間那一段擔心害怕。膽小鬼性格的自己，其實是很有所感的。

四時輪序，冬天終究會過去；那顆愛情的種子，總會在冷冽的雪中長成一株玫瑰。

Artist: Bette Midler

Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razer
that leaves your soul to bleed

Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
becomes the rose