那天在涌泉寺，看到一偏僻的僧房门前的台阶上，一年迈的僧人盘腿打坐，边转动手中的佛珠边在口中念念有辞，望着那刻满尘世风霜的脸脸，漠然中透出空灵，心中遂有一种冲动，回来后写成小诗记之。

                                  那串转动的佛珠

                                                                     文/李 启

                             佛珠

                             在你的手中转动

                             慢慢地

                             一粒

                             又一粒

                             时间在转动的佛珠里

                             一点

                             又一点

                             逝去

                             你那淡定的神态

                             嵌在浸透

                             尘世风霜的皱褶里

                             瘦骨伶仃的身躯

                             还在跳动

                             曾经骚动的心

                             空朦的眼神背后

                             是否依然

                             闪过

                             儿时的纯真

                             年少时的恋情

                             暮色渐沉

                             凝视着

                             那串转动的佛珠

                             是否

                             也如你那坎坷的一生