Sunset

Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.

You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth.

leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so hopelessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing 
that turns to a star each night and climbs--

leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.

日落

缓慢的 西方伸出手去 触摸自己色彩绚烂的新衣裳
然后又把它们 披到了那排古老的树木身上

你等着瞧 很快 这两个世界都会把你抛在身后
一个攀升去了天堂 一个跌落沉入大地

离开你 不属于任何一方的你
不是那无望的黑暗 就像那个静默的房屋
也不是那坚定不移的永恒  每个夜晚 它都会化为星星 升起 —

离开你 （那是个不可能解开的线团）
你自己的生活 卑微的 志气高昂的 生长的
有的时候你会被封闭 有的时候 又会被放开
有的时候 在你的心里 你的生活就像是一块儿石头 
下一个时候 
这块儿石头冉冉升起 变成了星星

 

附

The setting sun is a much-favored scene with both visual and narrative artists: painters, photographers, film-makers, prose writers, poets.

Firstly, of course, there are the ethereal, eye-catching, and intensely colorful effects that light creates on both our physical senses and our emotional cognition. Shadows and softness falling all around alter not just how the physical world appears to us, but also our corresponding emotional responses to it.

Then, there’s the signaling of a day ending, of a change in rhythms as almost everywhere the world over, we set aside one part of our lives to turn to another. The setting sun can be a glorious climax to a fruitful day or it can be a welcome respite to a tiring, difficult one.

Finally, and, perhaps, most importantly, there is the strong religious belief in sunlight as a life-force. Consider that, according to the Bible, the process of creation began with light: “And God said, let there be light, and there was light. And, God saw the light, and it was good, and God divided the light from the darkness.” Many ancient cultures not only worshiped the sun but created entire mythologies around it. These have endured and, in turn, have given a mystical aspect to the in-between times when the sun rises or sets — between day and night, between light and dark, between being awake and being asleep — that make it almost magical. In fact, in ancient cultures, both sunrise and sunset were considered times when magic was at its most potent because the membranes between the earthly and other worlds were more permeable then and visitors could travel between worlds at such times with greater ease.

https://indiatopia.com/2013/11/16/weekend-poem-sunset-rainer-maria-rilke/