我不知岁月是否有脚，

只知它年复一年笃笃地跑，

我试着从已成定格的往昔，

寻找它的足迹，

我诗的韵脚有更远的目标，

使我瞄准，使我微笑，

充盈着我的灵魂和生命，

让我不惮于再次启程。

我从不怀疑，我必将触及，

将旧日一次又一次褪去，

尽管会有些跌跌撞撞，

但都见证着我的成长。

I could not prove the Years had feet –?

Yet confident they run

Am I, from symptoms that are past

And Series that are done –

I find my feet have further Goals –

I smile opon the Aims

That felt so ample – Yesterday –

Today's – have vaster claims –

I do not doubt the self I was

Was competent to me –

But something awkward in the fit –

Proves that – outgrown – I see –