寂静中

白天如深夜的寂静啊，

是你带我穿越时空的围墙，

回到山间蜿蜒的石阶上。

风中鸟儿戏逐衔来花香，

树上蝉鸣啾啾如梵唱。

晨钟在山间回响，

伴着溪流浩浩荡荡，

去赶赴热闹的名利场。

暮鼓却选择了孤独，

只是伴着我的声声踱步，

走进青灯微光的薄雾。

缓缓坐下仿佛一千年，

然后又一次，

睁开像谜团一样的双眼...

In the Silence

Daylight, hushed as deep as night,
It is you who lead me through the walls of time,
Back to the winding stone steps in the mountains.

In the wind, birds play, bearing petals & scent,
Cicadas trill through the trees like sacred chants.
Morning bells echo across the hills,
flowing wide and steady with the stream,
towards the bright, restless world of name & gain.
The evening drum, however, chooses solitude,
accompanied only by my measured steps,
as I walk into the thin, dimly lit mist.

Slowly I sit, as though for a thousand years,
and once again,
eyes open, unreadable and silent.