刀刃上的

Knife-edge

白日，閃爍不定的夜。

days and shimmering nights.

小孩子望著日光在綠葉間遊移。

Our child watches the shifting sunlight and leaves.

全世界朦朧地跳動。

The world shimmers, shimmers.

煙從煙囪口飄出，

Smoke goes up the flue,

兜轉著，在風中拆解。

and spins, unravels in the wind.

我體內也有什麽也在拆解，經過一場漫長的沉思。

Something in me unravels after long thought.

我的意識突然亮了：

And my mind flares:

像被困在一次日蝕裏的太陽和月亮，

as if the sun and moon lock in an eclipse,

驟然燒起一圈光暈。

and the sun’s corona flares out.

一場汽油和布條

It is a fire

引發的火

out of gasoline and rags

讓我們不再聽憑理所當然。

that makes us take nothing for granted.

正是那沒有預告的

And it is love, spontaneous,

自燃的愛

flaring,

喚醒我們的感受

that makes us feel

如同美洲豹走近一隻正在分娩的母鹿，

like a cougar approaching a doe in labor,

決定要駐足或是離開。

makes us pause and move on.