每一滴落在樹葉上的雨聲都恰到好處
心必須偷偷地穿越紗窗
才不至於擾亂了空氣分子裡的微妙波動
讓自己掉進三摩地所設下的靈魂陷阱。
我想這樣的享樂主義並不過分
別再相信所有關於氣象的浮誇預言了
請記得深焙的咖啡酸苦！
The Sound of Rain Outside the Window
Spring is an approachable mysticism —
Every raindrop falling on leaves is just right.
The heart must quietly slip through the window screen
So as not to disturb the subtle fluctuations within the air molecules,
Lest it fall into the soul-trap set by samadhi.
I suppose this kind of hedonism is not excessive.
Stop believing all extravagant prophecies about the weather —
Please remember the acidic bitterness of dark-roast coffee!
