他們喧鬧與吵架
他們猜疑與絕望
他們不知要爭論到幾時。
讓你的生命走入他們之中
猶如一道晨暉，我的孩子，
安定而純潔
讓他們由此歡欣而平靜。
他們因貪婪與嫉妒而變得殘酷
他們的語辭有如隱藏的刀刃
因嗜血而飢渴。
去吧，走入他們不快樂的心
我的孩子。讓你柔和的眼神
落在他們身上，彷彿黃昏寬恕的和平
覆沒白日的喧囂
讓他們看到你的臉，我的孩子
因此而看到萬物的意義
讓他們愛你，也彼此相愛。
來吧，在無垠的懷裡坐下
我的孩子，日出時敞開你的心
像果樹上滿滿的花朵
日落時低下你的頭
在靜默中修畢一日的虔誠。
～黃武雄 2012/08 譯自泰戈爾《新月集》
THE CHILD-ANGEL*
They clamour and fight,
They doubt and despair,
They know no end to their wranglings.
Let your life come amongst them
Like a flame of light, my child,
unflickering and pure,
And delight them into silence.
They are cruel in their greed
and their envy,
Their words are like hidden knives
thirsting for blood.
Go and stand amidst their scowling hearts,
My child, and let your gentle eyes
fall upon them like the forgiving peace
of the evening over the strife of the day.
Let them see your face, my child,
And thus know the meaning of all things;
Let them love you and thus love each other.
Come and take your seat
in the bosom of the limitless, my child.
At sunrise open and raise your heart
like a blossoming flower,
and at sunset bend your head
And in silence complete the worship of the day.
* fr. Rabindranath Tagore’s “THE CRESCENT MOON” (translated from the original Bengali by the author,New York, The Macmillan Company, 1913)
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