自我之歌-31

31
我相信一片草叶不比星星的轨迹更轻微，
并且蚂蚁，沙粒，和小鹪鹩的鸟蛋也是一样完美，
并且雨蛙是一件最高级的杰作，
并且露莓可以装扮天堂的会客厅，
并且我手中最狭窄的合叶可以嘲笑所有的机械，
并且那只头部扁平，嘎吱嘎吱咀嚼的母牛超过任何雕塑，
并且一只老鼠已经是震惊千百万异教徒的奇迹。
我发现我身上包含片麻岩，煤炭，长丝青苔，水果，稻谷，和有营养的块根，
并且我浑身上下到处爬满的都是四蹄动物和飞鸟，
并且我有合适的理由远离那些被我抛在身后的东西，
但是当需要时我随时可以叫任何一件回来。
加快速度或者怯步不前这些毫无用途，
对我的方式那些熔岩动用了它们的古老热量但这毫无用途，
那只古代大象撤退到它自己已经变成粉末的骨骼中但这毫无用途，
物体们跳出它们所属的种类，化成千姿百态但这毫无用途，
那只秃鹫把整个天空当成了自己的家，但这毫无用途，
那些蛇滑过那些匍匐在地面的青藤和木桩，但这毫无用途，
那只驼鹿穿过树林中的那些小路，但这毫无用途，
那只嘴巴像剃刀一样锋利的海雀一路向北，航行到了拉布拉多高原，但这毫无用途，
我快速跟上，向上爬到峭壁裂缝中间的巢窝中。
31
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of
     the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and
     the egg of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any
     statue,
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of
     infidels.
I find I incorporate gneiss, coal, long-threaded moss, fruits,
     grains, esculent roots,
And am stucco'd with quadrupeds and birds all over,
And have distanced what is behind me for good reasons,
But call any thing back again when I desire it.
In vain the speeding or shyness,
In vain the plutonic rocks send their old heat against my
     approach,
In vain the mastodon retreats beneath its own powder'd
     bones,
In vain objects stand leagues off and assume manifold shapes,
In vain the ocean setting in hollows and the great monsters
     lying low,
In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky,
In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs,
In vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods,
In vain the razor-bill'd auk sails far north to Labrador,
I follow quickly, I ascend to the nest in the fissure of the
     cliff.