根雕
星期五 八月 25, 2006 3:45 pm
这棵树在锯声中倒下，
不久就要连根拔起。
经一双精巧的手慢慢雕凿，
它重现地底下的苍虬。
将死却益发刚劲的枝,
逃过了无数次雷击,
如今休憩于人们的顶礼,
凝成美的定格和观摩.
我们捂紧被冻土
层层包裹的心，
一次次移植，
不为人触摸的沧桑。
Root carving
This tree falls
in the echoes of the sawing,
soon its root will be pulled up.
A pair of dedicated hands
will chisel it
until its underground shape reappears.
Those dying yet hardening branches,
survived many flashes of lightning,
now before our admiring eyes,
framed as a symbol of beauty and life.
We cuddle our heart –
wrapped in layers up layers of cold soil,
transplant again and again,
the hardship beyond anyone’s touch.
