Oh night, how shall I praise you?
Is it for your depth and infinity?
Or for your vastness, your ubiquity?
You instil awe in me—
In the universe, only you can exist
Both here before me, and in the mysterious there, billions of light-years away.
You fill me with wonder—
What life, what matter, arrives on the other end of a dream?
But to praise you as a mere human seems too humble and insignificant.
I want to praise you, without ornate words,
Right now—
On this dark, oppressive path home from the library,
You grant me peace and freedom.

14 February 2023 in London

赞美黑夜

黑夜呀，我该如何赞美你？
是你的深邃与无穷？
是你的宽广，你的无所不及？
你让我敬畏——
宇宙里，只有你才能同时存在于
我面前的这里，和几亿光年外神秘的那里
你让我充满遐想——
怎样的生命，怎样的物质，会在梦的另一头降临？

但让我以人的身份赞美你，这太过卑微与渺小
我想赞美你，无需华丽的辞藻
就是现在——
就是这黑压压的，从图书馆回来的路上，
你让我感到了宁静与自由

2023年2月14日于伦敦