成為一滴水，成為一陣穿過

To become a water bead, a cold gust

空曠道路的寒風，成為

rushing down an empty road, to become

一個迷途者，在塑像之間

a wanderer among statues,

曳著一束淡藍色的光

trailing streams of thin blue light.

成為風中飄散的聲音

To become a sound adrift in wind,

聚攏成為背負之石

to gather weight into a stone,

成為白髮，珍愛一本殘破的書

to become grey hair,

成為眼中燃了千年的燈

to treasure an unfinished book,

to burn in one’s eye

成為一座孤堡，在樹叢深處

like a temple lamp

重建一扇門

lit for a thousand years.

成為一份有關真理的證詞

一段旅程，被悄悄掩藏

To become a solitary castle,

and in the depth of a thicket

成為耳聾者的歌聲

make entrance.

對著黑夜吟唱對著臉狠狠敲打鏈索

To become truth’s witness,

成為無聲的滿帆沒有耗盡

a long and hidden path.

卸下翅膀成為潛行之光有誰知道

一閃而過的那是什麼

To become a song for the deaf,

chanting to dark night,

hammering the chain binding up the face.

To become the sail quietly filling,

to unload the wings

and be a prowling light.

Who can recognize

what just flashed by?