先知园 第三章（5）（2/2）
《沙与沫》作者：（黎巴嫩）纪伯伦（Gibran… 2017-04-10 19:58
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“These plants that live upon the tree draw milk of the earth in the sweet stillness of night, and the earth in her tranquil dre***ng sucks at the breast of the sun.
“And the sun, even as you and I and all there is, sits in equal honour at the banquet of the Prince whose door is always open and whose board is always spread.
“Mannus, my friend, all there is lives always upon all there is; and all there is lives in the faith, shoreless, upon the bounty of the Most High.”
8
And on a morning when the sky was yet pale with dawn, they walked all together in the Garden and looked unto the East and were silent in the presence of the rising sun.
And after a while Almustafa pointed with his hand, and said, “The image of the morning sun in a dewdrop is not less than the sun. The reflection of life in your soul is not less than life.
“The dewdrop mirrors the light because it is one with light, and you reflect life because you and life are one.
“When darkness is upon you, say,‘This darkness is dawn not yet born; and though night’s travail be full upon me, yet shall dawn be born unto me even as unto the hills.’
“The dewdrop rounding its sphere in the dusk of the lily is not unlike yourself gathering your soul in the heart of God.
“Shall a dewdrop say,‘But once in a thousand years I am a dewdrop,’speak you and answer it saying, ‘Know you not that the light of all the years is shining in your circle?’”
9
And on an evening a great storm visited the place, and Almustafa and his disciples, the nine, went within and sat about the fire and were silent.
Then one of the disciples said, “I am alone, Master, and the hoofs of the hours beat heavily upon my breast.”
And Almustafa rose up and stood in their midst, and he said in a voice like unto the sound of a great wind, “Alone! And what of it? You came alone, and alone shall you pass into the mist.
“Therefore drink your cup alone and in silence. The autumn days have given other lips other cups and filled them with wine bitter and sweet, even as they have filled your cup.
“Drink your cup alone though it taste of your own blood and tears, and praise life for the gift of thirst. For without thirst your heart is but the shore of a barren sea, songless and without a tide.
“These plants that live upon the tree draw milk of the earth in the sweet stillness of night, and the earth in her tranquil dre***ng sucks at the breast of the sun.
“And the sun, even as you and I and all there is, sits in equal honour at the banquet of the Prince whose door is always open and whose board is always spread.
“Mannus, my friend, all there is lives always upon all there is; and all there is lives in the faith, shoreless, upon the bounty of the Most High.”
8
And on a morning when the sky was yet pale with dawn, they walked all together in the Garden and looked unto the East and were silent in the presence of the rising sun.
And after a while Almustafa pointed with his hand, and said, “The image of the morning sun in a dewdrop is not less than the sun. The reflection of life in your soul is not less than life.
“The dewdrop mirrors the light because it is one with light, and you reflect life because you and life are one.
“When darkness is upon you, say,‘This darkness is dawn not yet born; and though night’s travail be full upon me, yet shall dawn be born unto me even as unto the hills.’
“The dewdrop rounding its sphere in the dusk of the lily is not unlike yourself gathering your soul in the heart of God.
“Shall a dewdrop say,‘But once in a thousand years I am a dewdrop,’speak you and answer it saying, ‘Know you not that the light of all the years is shining in your circle?’”
9
And on an evening a great storm visited the place, and Almustafa and his disciples, the nine, went within and sat about the fire and were silent.
Then one of the disciples said, “I am alone, Master, and the hoofs of the hours beat heavily upon my breast.”
And Almustafa rose up and stood in their midst, and he said in a voice like unto the sound of a great wind, “Alone! And what of it? You came alone, and alone shall you pass into the mist.
“Therefore drink your cup alone and in silence. The autumn days have given other lips other cups and filled them with wine bitter and sweet, even as they have filled your cup.
“Drink your cup alone though it taste of your own blood and tears, and praise life for the gift of thirst. For without thirst your heart is but the shore of a barren sea, songless and without a tide.