我们知道我们已经从死里复活了

We know we have been raised from the dead

当万物成门——

when everything becomes a door--

每堵砖墙，

every brick wall,

每条死路，

every dead end,

每一个犹大朋友，

every Judas fiiend,

我们所见所嗅所尝的一切，

everything we see and smell and taste.

我们所思所感所是的一切，

everything we think and feel and are,

每一个山巅和谷底，

every mountain top and valley bottom,

每一个出生与死亡，

very birth and every death,

每一个喜乐和疼痛，

every joy and every pain,

每一个狂喜与不忠——

every ecstasy and infidelity--

当每一件事物都

when every single thing

变成一扇门

becomes a door

向着永恒敞开

that opens to eternity

我们得以穿过

and we pass through

照以前

as we could never do

我们从未能做的方式。

before.

然后我们开始惊奇为什么

And then we wonder why

我们耗费了这么多年日

we've spent so many years

只是停在这些门前；

just stopping at these doors;

为什么我们总是短暂逗留，

why we've always pulled up short,

然后转身，

and turned around,

走开，

and walked away,

而不是穿过去。

instead of passing through.