光的治疗

文/青柳医生

黑夜回到洞里休息

黎明从巢里飞出

穿着金袍的太阳

拿着听诊器

放到世界起伏的胸口上

群山、树木、花草

鸟和人，还有巨兽

全都温驯地低着头

接受他的治疗

云，他的护士

在他需要钳子、镊子、纱布、药膏的时候

给他适时地递上去

他开的药方

并非白纸黑字

而是用光的形式

倾泻下来

Light Heals

By Dr. Anna

Work completed, Night wearily plods to its cavern to rest,
while Dawn lifts from its nest in a hush of wings.
The Sun, robed in dazzling molten gold,
raises His stethoscope of light
to the world’s anxiously heaving chest.

Mountains, forests, flowers—
birds and people, even the great beasts—
bow their heads in expectant submission,
tamed beneath the Sun’s healing gaze,
accepting His gentle ministrations.

Clouds attend Him like nurses,
standing ready just below his blazing hands;
when he calls for instruments—
forceps, tweezers, gauze, or balm—
they instantly offer them without a sound.

His prescriptions for the world
venture downward,
not paper and ink,
but as falling light.