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欣赏诗歌

On many an idle day have i grieved over lost time.
But it is never lost , my lord .
Thou hast taken every moment of my life in thine own hands.

Hidden in the heart of thing thou art nourishing seeds into sprouts ,
buds into blossoms , and ripening flowers into fruitfulness .

I was tired and sleeping on my idle bed and imagined all work had ceased .
In the morning I woke up and found my garden full with wonders of flowers .

from 泰戈尔 吉檀迦利

我的理解: 在一个同样懒散的一个早上,惊奇地发现不曾辜负过的时光竟开出满园的烂漫

I was tired and sleeping on my idle bed and imagined all work had ceased . In the morning I woke up and found my garden full with wonders of flowers