我走了。
不是离开，而是归还。
把呼吸还给风，把重量还给尘土，把不肯放手的你，还给时间。
不要为我点灯，不要为我祈祷。
在每一个平凡的黄昏。
轻声说一句：再见，
今天过得真好。
Goodbye, Let It Be Quiet: A Poem of Gentle Return and Inner Peace
I’m gone.
Not departed—but returned.
Breath to the wind, weight to the earth, and you—who could not let go—back to time.
Do not light a candle, do not offer a pray.
In every ordinary dusk.
Just whisper: see you,
Today was a good day.