搖 籃      

✦  J.B.的故事

 

他把回憶堆疊

成一本書

夜間枕著睡日間捧著讀

 

他把寂寞醞釀

成一杯酒

早上微醺,晚上沉醉

 

他把雄心凝固

成一份退休金

不再憂慮,無復驚喜

 

他把餘年包裝

成一個搖籃

靜靜搖去,緩緩蕩來

 

不是信徒,他卻相信搖籃

會送他夢入永恆的國度

 

 

Cradle     

✦  The story of J.B

 

He piles up his old days

Into a book

Pillowed on bed, read in the day

 

He brews his loneliness

Into a glass of wine

Sipped in the day, drunk at night

 

He freezes his ambition

Into the retirement pension

No more worried, no more surprised

 

His remaining years, he packs

Into a cradle

Quietly rocking forth, slowly rocking back

 

As a nonbeliever, he believes, anyway  

The cradle will lull him into an eternal place

 

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