一段来自树的遐想　Trees

Trees

J.Kilmer

I think that I shall J.Kilmernever see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins¹ in her hair;
Upon whose bosom² snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with the rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
  
      树

我想我从未见过一首

美如玉树的诗章。

一棵张着饥饿嘴巴的树，

紧压在大地甘美而流畅的乳房上；

一棵整天望着神的树，

举起枝叶繁茂的手臂来祈祷；

一棵树在夏日里可能

戴着一窝知更鸟在头发上；

雪花堆积在她的怀抱里；

雨水也和她亲切地生活在一起。

像我这样愚笨的人可以做诗，

但唯有神方能造树。