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惠蘭: 雨中騎車

(2007-04-12 16:26:06) 下一個
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作者 : 惠蘭


雨大哭著
從天的那邊
漫過來
擋住我的去路
風景被擋在眼睛之外
卻在我的心裏清晰起來
我不顧天氣
勇往直前
明白人生必將穿過
一段風雨
才能走到晴天


我大笑著
把自己交出去
變成風雨的一部分
同唱一支忘情的歌
並在雨中自醉
丟失何嚐不是獲得
今天道路坎坷
心中的希望
卻終將把明天的陽光
變暖
未來如腳下的輪子
我們沒有時間憂傷


穿過腳下這場風雨
我們就長大了

 

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惠蘭 回複 悄悄話 I think this is more closer to your feeeling, stillthere. I really like it.Thank you.
惠蘭 回複 悄悄話 nicely words!
stillthere 回複 悄悄話 from
http://archive.mtbr.com/17/0EE90BC1.php

I am the wind. I am the rain. Juan Speed
Oct 31, 2001 3:03 PM
We live in a dualistic society. Us humans and everything else in the universe. Separate. Unequal.

One afternoon a few weeks ago as I dressed for my long commute home, the rain began to fall. The wind began to blow. Our office manager said, "I'll give you a ride home." I told her no thanks, I wanted to ride. As I headed out the door my boss said "let me take you up the mountain in my car." No, I said, I really want to ride. I want to experience the natural world first hand, and face to face. I want to be a part of it.

As I unlocked my Ute, the rain fell harder and turned to sleet. The wind from the north blew even harder. As I began, I was miserable. I was really cold. As I reached the edge of town I had to choose between the paved service road and the trails and gravel roads though the wheat stubble and ranch land with a view of Mt. Ellis to the south. The service road would have been much faster, but without making a concious decision, I hit the trails and gravel road.

After a few miles somthing quite spiritual happened. I was warm. I was dry. The sound of the rain pounding on my rain jacket sounded like tribal drumming honoring the wind and rain gods. I just listened, and tried to rid my brain of all subjective preconciousness. And for a brief few seconds, I was in a new and different place. I was part of the universe. I did not feel the wind or rain. I was the wind. I was the rain.

Then I looked at the cows, and I was me again. Separate. Unequal.

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虔謙 回複 悄悄話 Also the link for the Giving Tree:
http://pigseye.kennesaw.edu/~phoover/tree.htm
虔謙 回複 悄悄話 就知道你會轉這個. 騎車, 我想學VB, 公司暫時無法提供更多, 我想在家學. 還有別的些雜事....這樣訪問各位的機會少了, 朋友見諒!
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