回 憶
而你等候，等候那
使你的生命不休止地成長；
無上的權力，非比尋常
把岩石喚醒，
在深淵，與你相向。
金黃與棕色的書卷
從書套內透出一線光；
而你憶遊歷過的地方，
再度消失的婦人
那些形象，那些衣。
而你突然明白；就在此地
你拉攏自己，在你面前
佇立苦悶與幻夢與祈求的
不可挽回的一年。
Rememberance
And you wait, keep waiting for that one thing
which would infinitely enrich your life:
the powerful, uniquely uncommon,
the awakening of dormant stones,
depths that would reveal you to yourself.
In the dusk you notice the book shelves
with their volumes in gold and in brown;
and you think of far lands you journeyed,
of pictures and of shimmering gowns
worn by women you conquered and lost.
And it comes to you all of a sudden:
That was it! And you arise, for you are
aware of a year in your distant past
with its fears and events and prayers.
