亦有歸依處

今年節日禮物，是一本書
有關科學與心靈，贈自兒子
於是，我們談起靈魂的歸依處
言及時間的不可重複
終不免一死
人生意義極其可疑
基督許諾天堂，浮屠說來世
可你我，執著於邏輯與知識
隻肯信此生當下
在塵世的快樂與痛苦之間
做著加減法

這是個暖冬
雨代替雪，不斷下著
細流匯進河中，又奔向大海
許多事，前塵事，身後事
我們又何知
比如我們何能碰巧成為父子
避無可避的親人
但此刻，窗外蕭瑟
雨後，冬雲開合的縫隙
天幕中星星，一如你我的兒時
挨在一起又彼此隔離
而屋內燭光搖弋，眼神明亮
雖然它很快會燃盡

 

There somewhere to return

Gift for this Holiday is a book
About science and mind, from my son.
So we talked about the souls, where to return,
and the time that cannot be repeated,
Everyone will die,
The meaning of life is extremely suspicious.
Christ promised a heaven, Buddha offered an afterlife,
But you and me, dedicate ourselves to logic and knowledge,
Only willing to believe in this life and this moment.
Doing subtractions and additions
Between the joys and pains on the earth.

This is a warm winter,
Rain instead of snow keeps falling,
Streams into the rivers toward the sea.
Many things, before life, after life,
What do we know?
For instance, how could we happen to be a father and a son,
became the inevitable family members to each other.
At the moment, it is still bleak outside of the window 
Winter clouds open a chasm 
Where the stars blink like the way your and my childhoods'.
We are so close and so separate from each other.
Candlelight waves in the house, the eyes bright,
Although it will burn out soon.