I emerge from the mind’s

我从心灵的洞穴中出来，

cave into the worse darkness

进入外面更糟糕的黑暗，

outside, where things pass and

那里万物经过，

the Lord is in none of them.

而主却不在它们中间。

I have heard the still, small voice

我听见那平静、细小的声音

and it was that of the bacteria

那是细菌们

demolishing my cosmos. I

正在摧毁我的宇宙。我

have lingered too long on

已经逗留得太久了在

this threshold, but where can I go?

这门槛上，但我又能去哪里呢？

To look back is to lose the soul

回头就等于失丧灵魂

I was leading upward towards

我正被它引领着向上靠近

the light. To look forward? Ah,

那光。向前看？啊，

what balance is needed at

需要怎样的平衡在

the edges of such an abyss.

这样一个深渊的边缘。

I am alone on the surface

我独自一人在

of a turning planet. What

一个旋转的星球表面。我还能

to do but, like Michelangelo’s

做什么呢，除了像米开朗基罗的

Adam, put my hand

亚当那样，将我的手

out into unknown space,

伸向未知的空间，

hoping for the reciprocating touch?

盼望着那回应的碰触？