自我关怀诗歌 | 《仁慈》（Kindness）

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Kindness

By Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is

you must lose things,

feel the future dissolve in a moment

like salt in a weakened broth.

What you held in your hand,

what you counted and carefully saved,

all this must go so you know

how desolate the landscape can be

between the regions of kindness.

How you ride and ride

thinking the bus will never stop,

the passengers eating maize and chicken

will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness 

you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho lies dead by the side of the road.

You must see how this could be you,

how he too was someone

who journeyed through the night with plans

and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,

you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.

You must wake up with sorrow.

You must speak to it till your voice

catches the thread of all sorrows

and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,

only kindness that ties your shoes

and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,

only kindness that raises its head

from the crowd of the world to say

It is I you have been looking for,

and then goes with you everywhere

like a shadow or a friend.

《仁慈》

译者：竹子

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在你明白仁慈的真义之前，

你一定会经历很多的丧失，

在某个时刻深感前途渺茫，

像一勺盐化进周末的肉汤，

你所坚持的、你所指望的，

以及你精心珍藏呵护着的，

这一切你都将彻底地失去，

由此了然仁慈之外的荒凉。

你一路驾驶，一路向前开，

你以为车子永远不会停下，

乘客一边吃喝一边看窗外，

要懂得仁慈那温柔的引力，

你必须发现那死去的路人，

裹着白色头巾的印度男人。

你必须看到自己可能是他，

而他可能是你这夜晚旅人，

怀揣梦想，唯一口呼吸在。

在懂得仁慈是你的内核前，

你必须遍尝悲伤痛苦滋味，

醒来时，你要被悲伤萦绕，

你必须和这悲伤倾心交谈，

令你的声音和鸣悲伤之弦，

你从而拥有了仁者的胸怀。

接下来，唯有仁慈最重要，

只有仁慈能帮你系上鞋带，

让你开启这一天忙碌生活，

唯有仁慈会在人群中抬头，

诉说，我就是你苦寻之人，

然后，仁慈陪你四处游历，

与你，如影随形挚友同行。