The soul of anything has music,

每一件事物都有音樂的靈魂

its voice poised

隨時升起自己的聲音

against silence, its notes

隨時打破沉默，隨時溝通

a revolving force.

成為轉動的力源

In creation, God assumes an image

在創造中，神靈已預設一個形象

to alter or suddenly destroy,

突然修改，突然摧毀

raising from the ruins new paradigms.

又突然，從頹垣中築起全新的圖樣

This windmill seems a lofty church—

這風車在我的眼中像教堂高聳

but whose? Its cross of blades

是誰？用聲音轉動

creaks round like the vault of stars

頂上的十字風輪

circling the blue axis of the universe.

彷彿星辰環繞

Water runs with water’s melodies,

宇宙深藍的軸心旋轉

angelic trumpets, harps.

音樂的水流著音樂的水

天使的喇叭，和豎琴