山语 （Mountain Talk）

A.R.安蒙斯/作 我沿着一条满是尘土的大路前行， 忽然，路对面 那座山 用它的沉默吸引我： 哈，我说，怎么回事 我竟然不知道你 魁伟、匀称、安静： 话虽如此，山说， 难道你会想 就此 歇息在这，带着 一个不变的期望，耸起 面对一片不可改变的风景： 于是我继续 掰数我数不清的手指。 Mountain Talk I was going along a dusty highroad When the mountain Across the way Turned me to its silence: Oh I said how come I don’t know your Massive symmetry and rest: Nevertheless, said the mountain, Would you want to be lodged here with a changeless prospect, risen to an unalterable view: so I went on counting my numberless fingers.