16.The Life of Love（爱情的生命）- -

                                      

16.The Life of Love（爱情的生命）

The Life of Love

Spring

Come, my beloved; let us walk amidst the knolls,

For the snow is water, and Life is alive from its

Slumber and is roaming the hills and valleys.

Let us follow the footprints of Spring into the

Distant fields, and mount the hilltops to draw

Inspiration high above the cool green plains.

 

Dawn of Spring has unfolded her winter-kept garment

And placed it on the peach and citrus trees; and

They appear as brides in the ceremonial custom of

the Night of Kedre.

 

The sprigs of grapevine embrace each other like

Sweethearts, and the brooks burst out in dance

Between the rocks, repeating the song of joy;

And the flowers bud suddenly from the heart of

Nature, like foam from the rich heart of the sea.

 

Come, my beloved; let us drink the last of Winter's

Tears from the cupped lilies, and soothe our spirits

With the shower of notes from the birds, and wander

In exhilaration through the intoxicating breeze.

 

Let us sit by that rock, where violets hide; let us

Pursue their exchange of the sweetness of kisses.

Summer

Let us go into the fields, my beloved, for the

Time of harvest approaches, and the sun's eyes

Are ripening the grain.

Let us tend the fruit of the earth, as the

Spirit nourishes the grains of Joy from the

Seeds of Love, sowed deep in our hearts.

Let us fill our bins with the products of

Nature, as life fills so abundantly the

Domain of our hearts with her endless bounty.

Let us make the flowers our bed, and the

Sky our blanket, and rest our heads together

Upon pillows of soft hay.

Let us relax after the day's toil, and listen

To the provoking murmur of the brook.

Autumn

Let us go and gather grapes in the vineyard

For the winepress, and keep the wine in old

Vases, as the spirit keeps Knowledge of the

Ages in eternal vessels.

 

Let us return to our dwelling, for the wind has

Caused the yellow leaves to fall and shroud the

Withering flowers that whisper elegy to Summer.

Come home, my eternal sweetheart, for the birds

Have made pilgrimage to warmth and lest the chilled

Prairies suffering pangs of solitude. The jasmine

And myrtle have no more tears.

 

Let us retreat, for the tired brook has

Ceased its song; and the bubblesome springs

Are drained of their copious weeping; and

Their cautious old hills have stored away

Their colorful garments.

 

Come, my beloved; Nature is justly weary

And is bidding her enthusiasm farewell

With quiet and contented melody.

Winter

• Come close to me, oh companion of my full life;
• Come close to me and let not Winter's touch
• Enter between us. Sit by me before the hearth,
• For fire is the only fruit of Winter.
• Speak to me of the glory of your heart, for
• That is greater than the shrieking elements
• Beyond our door.
• Bind the door and seal the transoms, for the
• Angry countenance of the heaven depresses my
• Spirit, and the face of our snow-laden fields
• Makes my soul cry.
• Feed the lamp with oil and let it not dim, and
• Place it by you, so I can read with tears what
• Your life with me has written upon your face.
• Bring Autumn's wine. Let us drink and sing the
• Song of remembrance to Spring's carefree sowing,
• And Summer's watchful tending, and Autumn's
• Reward in harvest.
• Come close to me, oh beloved of my soul; the
• Fire is cooling and fleeing under the ashes.
• Embrace me, for I fear loneliness; the lamp is
• Dim, and the wine which we pressed is closing
• Our eyes. Let us look upon each other before
• They are shut.
• Find me with your arms and embrace me; let
• Slumber then embrace our souls as one.
• Kiss me, my beloved, for Winter has stolen
• All but our moving lips.
• You are close by me, My Forever.
• How deep and wide will be the ocean of Slumber,
• And how recent was the dawn!

- 作者： 纪伯伦WYB 访问统计：　2005年03月25日, 星期五 18:05 加入博采