photo by NARA

這是個往前看的時代，也是個往回看的迴流年代。

在驚濤幕流中伸出喊叫的手，想要隔開這個窒息的漩渦，如果不能呼喚那些靈、那些魂，好像就再也走不下去，再也沒有前進的勇氣，沒有人可以為我們提出證明。

當我們越走越遠，當上一個步履都成為過去，就像葉慈的〈when you are old〉，只有當你老去，歲月輕拂上你的臉龐，留下那些堅定卻意韻柔和的痕跡，我們愛上的是這靈魂，擁抱的是包覆著靈魂的旖妮悱惻。

 〈When you are old〉
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim Soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.