The service of the fruit is precious, the service of the flower is sweet, but let my service be the service of the leaves in its shade of humble devotion.

果的事业是尊贵的，花的事业是甜美的；但是让我做叶的事业吧，叶是谦逊地，专心地垂着绿荫的。

My sad thoughts tease me asking me their own names.

我的忧思缠绕着我，要问我它自己的名字。

God waits to win back his own flowers as gifts from man's hands.

神等待着，要从人的手上把他自己的花朵作为礼物赢得回去。

Our desire lends the colours of the rainbow to the mere mists and vapours of life.

我们的欲望把彩虹的颜色借给那只不过是云雾的人生。

Night's darkness is a bag that bursts with the gold of the dawn.

夜之黑暗是一只口袋，迸出黎明的金光。

My evening came among the alien trees and spoke in a language which my morning stars did not know.

我的晚色从陌生的树木中走来，它用我的晓星所不懂得的语言说话。

God's right hand is gentle, but terrible is his left hand.

神的右手是慈爱的，但是他的左手却可怕。

The best does not come alone.

It comes with the company of the all.

最好的东西不是独来的，

它伴了所有的东西同来。

Maiden, your simplicity, like the blueness of the lake, reveals your depth of truth.

少女呀，你的纯朴，如湖水之碧，表现出你的真理之深邃。

Let my doing nothing when I have nothing to do become untroubled in its depth of peace like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.

当我没有什么事做时，便让我不做什么事，不受骚扰地沉入安静深处吧，

一如海水沉默时海边的暮色。