在森林中沉睡|玛丽·奥利弗|一首诗的时间

在森林中沉睡|玛丽·奥利弗 我想大地记得我， 　　她那么温柔地接纳我， 　　整理好她的黑裙子，她的口袋中 　　装满青苔和种子。 　　我沉沉睡去，就像河床上的一块石头， 　　在我和星星的白色火焰之间，空无一物 　　只有我的思想，它们像飞蛾一样 　　轻轻漂浮在完美之树的枝叶间。 　　整夜，我听见这个小王国 　　在我周围呼吸，昆虫， 　　和鸟儿们，在黑暗中工作。 　　整夜，我沉浮起落，如同在水中， 　　挣扎于一种明亮的光。直到清晨， 　　我在一些更好的事物中 　　至少消失了十二次。 Sleeping In The Forest 　　 　　by Mary Oliver 　　 　　I thought the earth remembered me, 　　she took me back so tenderly, 　　arranging her dark skirts, her pockets 　　full of lichens and seeds. 　　I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed, 　　nothing between me and the white fire of the stars 　　but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths 　　among the branches of the perfect trees. 　　All night I heard the small kingdoms 　　breathing around me, the insects, 　　and the birds who do their work in the darkness. 　　All night I rose and fell, as if in water, 　　grappling with a luminous doom. By morning 　　I had vanished at least a dozen times 　　into something better.