SandandFoa
卡里·纪伯伦/KahlilGibran
Iaforeverwalkgupontheseshores.Beixtthesandandthefoa.Thehightidewilleraseyfoot-prts.Andthedwillblowawaythefoa.Buttheseaandtheshorewillreaforever.
OnceIf？illedovehandwithist.ThenIopeandlook，theistwasawor.AndIclosedandopenedyhandaga，andbeholdtherewasabird.AndagaIclosedandopenedyhand，anditshollowstoodaanwithasadfaeedgsweetness.
ItwasbutyesterdayIthoughtyselfafragntquivergwithoutrhyththesphereoflife.NowIknowthatIathesphereandallliferhythicfragntsoveswith.
Theysaytotheirawakeng，“Youandtheworldyoulivearebutagraofsanduponthef？iteshoreofanf？itesea.”AndydreaIsaytothe，“Iathef？itesea，andallworldsarebutgrasofsanduponyshore.”
OnlyoncehaveIbeee.Itwaswhenaanasked.“Whoareyou？”Thef？irstthoughtofGodwasanahef？irstwordofGodwasaan.
Weweref？tterg，wanderg，longgcreaturesathoandthoandthoandyearsbeforetheseaandthedtheforestgavewords.Noeexpresstheaofdayswithonlythesoundsofouryesterdays？
TheSphxspokeonlyonce，andtheSphxsaid，“Agraofsandisadesert，andadesertisagraofsand；andnowletallbesilentaga.”IheardtheSphx，butIdidnotuand.
LongdidIliethedtofEgypt，silentandunawareoftheseasons.Thenthesungavebirth，andIroseandwalkeduponthebanksoftheNile，sggwiththedaysanddreagwiththenights.AndnowthesunthreadsuponwithathoahatIaylieagathedtofEgypt.Butbeholdaarvelandariddle！Theverysunthatgatheredotscatter.StillerectaI，andsureoffootdoIwalkuponthebanksoftheNile.
Rebranceisaforofetg.Fetfulnessisaforoffreedo.
Weasuretiatotheoventofuntlesssuns；andtheyasuretibylittleachestheirlittlepockets.
Nowtell，howuldweeveretatthesapdthesati？
SpaceisnotspacebeeentheearthandthesuntoonewholooksdownfrothedowsoftheMilkyWay.
Huanityisariveroflightrunngfrotheex-eternitytoeternity.
我永远漫步在这海岸，在细沙和泡沫之间。高涨的潮水抹去我的足迹，海风也将泡沫拂走，但是，海与岸将会永恒。
我的手中曾经握满薄霭。然后，我伸开手掌，哦，薄霭变成了小虫。我将手握了又展，手中却是一只小鸟。我再次将手握紧又展开，掌心上伫立一人，满面愁容，昂首向天。再一次，我握起了手，张开却一无所有，除了一片薄霭。然而，我听到了一首无比柔美的歌。
就在昨天，我还以为自己只是碎屑—片，在生命的苍穹之中毫无韵律地颤抖。如今我却明白，我就是那苍穹．整个生命是我怀中富有节奏而悸动的碎片。
他们醒来时，对我说道：“你和你居住的世界，只是无涯之海和无边之岸的沙粒。”
在睡梦中，我对他们说道：“我正是那无涯之海，世界万物不过是我海岸上那颗颗沙粒。”
独有一次，我被迫缄默无语。“你是谁？”那是有人这样问我时。