讀《二度降臨》
『盤盤飛翔，盤盤飛翔於愈越廣大的錐旋』----葉慈
你喜歡繞圈圈嗎？如此不停地來回往復盤旋是為了什麼？在盤旋中一直不願放棄的中心又是什麼？你以為自己是在盤旋上升，卻不知不覺地偏離了原來的出發點，原來的夢想，你沒有為此感到悲哀嗎？亦或是在不斷的盤旋中，你的心也跟著迴旋，直至失去了方向、失去了聆聽的能力….。
你在理想與現實，在堅持與背叛之間盤旋，在社會與個人，時間與空間之間盤旋，你以為自己是不斷往上升，其實是往下降，你以為是前進，其實是後退。以為自己正不斷重新回到原點，其實只是不斷地在虛擬自己的位置。在不斷的盤旋中，你不願承認，也不願面對的是：你早已迷失，迷失在自己築成的宮殿中。
不要責怪放鷹人沒有善盡他的職責，是你已失去心中的耳
斷章
＜第二度降臨＞
盤旋復盤旋，在飆漲的氣旋裡，
獵鷹聽不見放鷹人的呼喚語；
萬物分崩離析；中心無所依；
人世間一片脫序，
紅潮橫流，各地
純良之禮遭滅頂；
君子信念盡失，而小人
則充滿高亢情緒。
當然上天的啟示就快來到；
當然第二度降臨就快來到。
第二度降臨！前話才說出口
即從眾生心浮現一巨大影像
刺痛我眼：在某處荒漠沙原；
有一獅身人面的幻影，
似太陽般空洞無情的眼神，
緩步擺動著大腿，在牠四周
滾動著沙漠憤怒的禽影。
黑暗再度降臨；但如今我明白
兩千年石頭般的沉睡
因不得好眠，竟激怒成惡夢一場，
狂暴的野獸呀，牠的時日終來到，
頹廢地朝明日的伯利恆城逼進？
.................................................
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
網路上找到的~
＜第二度降臨＞
盤旋復盤旋，在飆漲的氣旋裡，
獵鷹聽不見放鷹人的呼喚語；
萬物分崩離析；中心無所依；
人世間一片脫序，
紅潮橫流，各地
純良之禮遭滅頂；
君子信念盡失，而小人
則充滿高亢情緒。
當然上天的啟示就快來到；
當然第二度降臨就快來到。
第二度降臨！前話才說出口
即從眾生心浮現一巨大影像
刺痛我眼：在某處荒漠沙原；
有一獅身人面的幻影，
似太陽般空洞無情的眼神，
緩步擺動著大腿，在牠四周
滾動著沙漠憤怒的禽影。
黑暗再度降臨；但如今我明白
兩千年石頭般的沉睡
因不得好眠，竟激怒成惡夢一場，
狂暴的野獸呀，牠的時日終來到，
頹廢地朝明日的伯利恆城逼進？
.................................................
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
網路上找到的~