猎人岩

不知什么时候
山岩弯下了腰
在自己的脚下
撑起了一把伞
从此这里有了篝火

篝火是整个宇宙的
它噼噼啪啪地哼着
唱起了两个世界
都能听懂的歌
里面一串迷人的星火
外面一条神奇的银河
獐子肉淡淡的香味
拌和着烧熟了的传说
因为有一道永远敞开的门
因为有一扇无法关闭的窗
小鸟呀蝈蝈呀萤火虫呀蝙蝠呀
全都跑进屋里来了

雨丝是有声的门帘
牵动着梦中湿漉漉的思念
雪片是绣花的窗帘
挂满了洁白洁白的诗笺
石路上浅浅的脚印儿
像失落的记忆，斑斑又点点
一杆抽不尽的兰花烟
从黎明到黄昏
飘了好多好多年
假如有一天猎人再没有回来
它的篝火就要熄了
只要冒着青烟
那猎人的儿子
定会把篝火点燃

Hunter’s Rock

Since at some time
The rock bent down
To open an umbrella
Beneath its feet
There has been a campfire here

It is a fire of the whole universe
Murmuring as it crackles
A song both worlds
Can understand
With a fascinating string of sparks within
And a mystic milky way without
The faint smell of river deer’s meat
Mingles with cooked tales
For there is an ever wide door
And a window that will not shut
All the litter birds and katydids and fireflies and bats
Can rush indoors

The rain is a sounding curtain
Trailing damp dreamt notions
The snowflakes an embroidered curtain
Covered in pure white poems
Shallow footmarks on the stone road
Like dropped memories in stripes and spots
An unfinished orchid cigarette
Has smoked many many years
From dawn till dusk
If one day the hunter were not to return
And his campfire went out
His son would surely be able to kindle it
As long as it smoked blue