第2438朵献给冬儿
２１１
神的右手是慈爱的，但是他的左手却可怕。
God's right hand is gentle, but terrible is his left hand.

第2439朵献给冬儿
２１２
我的晚色从陌生的树木中走来，它用我的晓星所不懂得的语言说话。
My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language
which my morning stars did not know.


第2440朵献给冬儿
２１３
夜之黑暗是一只口袋，迸出黎明的金光。
Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.


第2441朵献给冬儿
２１４
我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。
Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists
and vapours of life


第2442朵献给冬儿
２１５
神等待着，要从人的手上把他自己的花朵作为礼物赢得回去。
God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.


第2443朵献给冬儿
２１６
我的忧思缠绕着我，要问我它自己的名字。
My sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.


第2444朵献给冬儿
２１７
果的事业是尊贵的，花的事业是甜美的；但是让我做叶的事业吧，叶是谦
逊地，专心地垂着绿荫的。
The service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is
sweet, but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of
humble devotion.


第2445朵献给冬儿
２１８
我的心向着阑珊的风张了帆，要到无论何处的荫凉之岛去。
My heart has spread its sails to the idle winds for the shadowy
island of Anywhere.


第2446朵献给冬儿
２１９
独夫们是凶暴的，但人民是善良的。
Men are cruel, but Man is kind.

第2447朵献给冬儿
２２０
把我当做你的杯吧，让我为了你，而且为了你的人而盛满水吧。
Make me thy cup and let my fulness be for thee and for thine.


第2448朵献给冬儿
２２１
狂风暴雨象是在痛苦中的某个天神的哭声，因为他的爱情被大地所拒绝。
The storm is like the cry of some god in pain whose love the earth refuses.


第2449朵献给冬儿
２２２
世界不会流失，因为死亡并不是一个罅隙。
The world does not leak because death is not a crack.

第2450朵献给冬儿
２２３
生命因为付出了的爱情而更为富足。
Life has become richer by the love that has been lost.


第2451朵献给冬儿
２２４
我的朋友，你伟大的心闪射出东方朝阳的光芒，正如黎明中的一个积雪的
孤峰。
My friend, your great heart shone with the sunrise of the East like
the snowy summit of a lonely hill in the dawn.


第2452朵献给冬儿
２２５
死之流泉，使生的止水跳跃。
The fountain of death makes the still water of life play.