silently if,out of not knowable
night's utmost nothing,wanders a little guess
(only which is this world)more my life does
not leap than with the mystery your smile

sings or if(spiralling as luminous
they climb oblivion)voices who are dreams,
less into heaven certainly earth swims
than each my deeper death becomes your kiss

losing through you what seemed myself,i find
selves unimaginably mine;beyond
sorrow's own joys and hoping's very fears

yours is the light by which my spirit's born:
yours is the darkness of my soul's return
- you are my sun,my moon,and all my stars
 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

ËùÓеļÙÈ磬¾²ÇÄÇÄ
Ï󲻿ÉÖªµÄÒ¹ÖÐ
×îÉî´¦µÄÄþ¾²Àï
ûÓмÙÈçµÄ²ÂÏþ
ÄÇÊÇÎÒÈçºÎ·ÉÏè
¶¼ÎÞ·¨¸Ï¼°µÄ
´æÔÚÓÚ´ËÊÀµÄ
ÄãµÄЦÈÝÔÚЦ
Ðý¶¯µÄÓùâ
ĨȥËùÓеÄÒÅÍü
Èç¹ûÃÎÒ²·¢Éù
½«»áÊÇÌì¿ÕºÍ
ÎÖÍÁµÄ¿Õ϶¼ä
ÎÒÉîÂñÓÚ¼¸²ãÄàÍÁ
ϵģ¬·çÖ®ÏûÏ¢
ÎÒÔÚ·çÖн«ÄàÍÁ
ÂñÔáÔÚÎÒµÄÃæÈÝ
È´·¢ÏÖÎÒ×Ô¼º
ÔÚÍÁÈÀÍâ¶ËÏê×Å
×Ðϸ±»¶ËÏêµÄ
ÎÖÍÁºÍÌì¿Õ
Ö»ÒòΪÄǹâºÍ¹âÏß
ʹÎÒµÄÑ°ÕÒ
ÓлñÖØÉú£¬ÔÚ
·çɨ¹ý¼Å¾²µÄ
Ò¹µÄÁé»ê±ß
µÈ´ý×Å£¬ÄãµãÁÁµÄ
ÈÕÓëÔ£¬ÐÇÖ®Ò°
 
 

Next ...