魏国平译《StrayBirds迷茫鸟之云》(上)
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What language
is thine, O sea?
The language
of eternal question.
What language
is thy answer, O sky?
The language
of eternal silence.
Listen, my
heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to
you.
The mystery of
creation is like the darkness of night——it is great.
Delusions of
knowledge are like the fog of the morning.
Do not seat
your love upon a precipice because it is high.

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