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第12章 The Crescent Moon(1)

The Home

I paced alone on the road across the field while the sunset was hiding its last gold like a miser.

The daylight sank deeper and deeper into the darkness,and the widowed land,whose harvest had been reaped,lay silent.

Suddenly a boy's shrill voice rose into the sky.He traversed the dark unseen,leaving the track of his song across the hush of the evening.

His village home lay there at the end of the waste land,beyond the sugar-cane field,hidden among the shadows of the banana and the slender areca palm,the cocoa-nut and the dark green jack-fruit tress.

I stopped for a moment in my lonely way under the starlight,and saw spread before me the darkened earth surrounding with her arms countless homes furnished with cradles and beds,mothers’hearts and evening lamps,and young lives glad with a gladness that knows nothing of its value for the world.

On the Seashore

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.

The infinite sky is motionless overhead and the restless water is boisterous.On the seashore of endless worlds the children meet with shouts and dances.

They build their houses with sand,and they play with empty shells.With withered leaves they weave their boats and smilingly float them on the vast deep.Children have their play on the seashore of worlds.

They know not how to swim,they know not how to cast nets.Pearl-fishers dive for pearls,merchants sail in their ships,while children gather pebbles and scatter them again.They seek not for hidden treasures,they know not how to cast nets.

The sea surges up with laughter,and pale gleams the smile of the sea-beach.Death-dealing waves sing meaningless ballads to the children,even like a mother while rocking her baby's cradle.The sea plays with children,and pale gleams the smile of the sea beach.

On the seashore of endless worlds children meet.Tempest roams in the pathless sky,ships are wrecked in the trackless water,death is abroad and children play.On the seashore of endless worlds is the great meeting of children.

The Source

The sleep that flits on baby's eyes—does anybody know from where it comes?Yes,there is a rumour that it has its dwelling where,in the fairy village among shadows of the forest dimly lit with glow-worms,there hang two shy buds of enchantment.From there it comes to kiss baby's eyes.

The smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps—does anybody know where it was born?Yes,there is a rumour that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud,and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning—the smile that flickers on baby's lips when he sleeps.

The sweet,soft freshness that blooms on baby's limbs—does anybody know where it was hidden so long?Yes,when the mother was a young girl it lay pervading her heart in tender and silent mystery of love—the sweet,soft freshness that has bloomed on baby's limbs.

Babys Way

If baby only wanted to,he could fly up to heaven this moment.

It is not for nothing that he does not leave us.

He loves to rest his head on mother's bosom,and cannot ever bear to lose sight of her.

Baby knows all manner of wise words,though few on earth can understand their meaning.

It is not for nothing that he never wants to speak.

The one thing he wants is to learn mother's words from mother's lips.That is why he looks so innocent.

Baby had a heap of gold and pearls,yet he came like a beggar on to this earth.

It is not for nothing he came in such a disguise.

This dear little naked mendicant pretends to be utterly helpless,so that he may beg for mother's wealth of love.

Baby was so free from every tie in the land of the tiny crescent moon.

It was not for nothing he gave up his freedom.

He knows that there is room for endless joy in mother's little corner of a heart,and it is sweeter far than liberty to be caught and pressed in her dear arms.

Baby never knew how to cry.He dwelt in the land of perfect bliss.

It is not for nothing he has chosen to shed tears.

Though with the smile of his dear face he draws mother's yearning heart to him,yet his little cries over tiny troubles weave the double bond of pity and love.

The Unheeded Pageant

Ah,who was it coloured that little frock,my child,and covered your sweet limbs with that little red tunic?

You have come out in the morning to play in the courtyard,tottering and tumbling as you run.

But who was it coloured that little frock,my child?

What is it makes you laugh,my little life-bud?

Mother smiles at you standing on the threshold.

She claps her hands and her bracelets jingle,and you dance with your bamboo stick in your hand like a tiny little shepherd.

But what is it makes you laugh,my little life-bud?

O beggar,what do you beg for,clinging to your mother's neck with both your hands?

O greedy heart,shall I pluck the world like a fruit from the sky to place it on your little rosy palm?

O beggar,what are you begging for?

The wind carries away in glee the tinkling of your anklet bells.

The sun smiles and watches your toilet.

The sky watches over you when you sleep in your mother's arms,and the morning comes tiptoe to your bed and kisses your eyes.

The wind carries away in glee the tinkling of your anklet bells.

The fairy mistress of dreams is coming towards you,flying through the twilight sky.

The world-mother keeps her seat by you in your mother's heart.

He who plays his music to the stars is standing at your window with his flute.

And the fairy mistress of dreams is coming towards you,flying through the twilight sky.

Sleep-Stealer

Who stole sleep from baby's eyes?I must know.

Clasping her pitcher to her waist,mother went to fetch water from the village near by.

It was noon.The children's playtime was over;the ducks in the pond were silent.

The shepherd boy lay asleep under the shadow of the banyan tree.

The crane stood grave and still in the swamp near the mango grove.

In the meanwhile the Sleep-stealer came and,snatching sleep from baby's eyes,flew away.

When mother came back she found baby travelling the room over on all fours.

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