我并不想戳破

I don’t want to burst your

你的神学泡泡，她对我说。

theological bubble, she said to me.

不，你就是想。我说。

Yes, you do, I said.

过了好多年我才终于承认这点。

It’s taken me years to admit this.

那是一个美好的十月下午，

A fine October afternoon,

去往图书馆的路上落叶缤纷。

leaves all the way to the library.

早上我在森林里散步

In the morning I walked in the forest

观察初升的太阳把树干

and watched how the sun picks out

一个接一个地照亮。

the trunks of the trees one by one.

孤独是一门手艺，

Loneliness is a craft,

杰克·吉尔伯特说。

Jack Gilbert says.

我们得学会如何

We have to learn how to live

与自己相处，与我们的思想相处。

with ourselves, among our thoughts.

白昼有一千个口袋。

The day has a thousand pockets.