信徒

        1995

        那一天

        闭目在经殿香雾中

        蓦然听见

        你颂经中的真言

        那一月

        我拨动所有的转经筒

        不为超度

        只为触摸你的指尖

        那一年

        磕长头匍匐在山路

        不为觐见

        只为贴着你的温暖

        那一世

        转山转水转佛塔啊

        不为修来生

        只为途中与你相见

        BELIEVER

        On the day

        While closing my eyes in the mist of the sacred temple

        I suddenly heard

        The true world of your prayer

        In that month

        I turned around all the prayer wheels

        Not for the purpose of purification

        But for caressing your finger tips

        In that year

        I knocked my head for a long time on the mountain path

        Not for the purpose of pilgrimage

        But for pressing near the warmth of your body

        During that life

        I turned around mountains, rivers, and Buddhist towers

        Not for seeking after a better future life

        But for meeting you on the way