I don’t want to burst your

我并不想戳破

theological bubble, she said to me.

你的神学泡泡，她对我说。

Yes, you do, I said.

不，你就是想。我说。

It’s taken me years to admit this.

过了好多年我才终于承认这点。

A fine October afternoon,

那是一个美好的十月下午，

leaves all the way to the library.

去往图书馆的路上落叶缤纷。

In the morning I walked in the forest

早上我在森林里散步

and watched how the sun picks out

观察初升的太阳把树干

the trunks of the trees one by one.

一个接一个地照亮。

Loneliness is a craft,

孤独是一门手艺，

Jack Gilbert says.

杰克·吉尔伯特说。

We have to learn how to live

我们得学会如何

with ourselves, among our thoughts.

与自己相处，与我们的思想相处。

The day has a thousand pockets.

白昼有一千个口袋。