《踏上月球》– 墨灣客

非天非海此蓝真，云卷云舒过眼频。
渺小须臾皆入相，伟宏一念亦成尘。
人间生死群星里，俗事悲欢薄雾滨。
远望微茫千万亿，然今我在彼球身。
 

Upon the Moon by Mowanke

Though ‘tis not sky, nor sea, blue is its hue,

Clouds curl, uncurl, past all eyes, fast they shew.

How small it is, it forms its unique self,

How vast ‘tis, in seconds to dust it flew.

Our births and deaths—same as the life of stars,

So thin as the mist is our joy or rue.

Afar, myriad cosmos beyond us,

On that globe only I dwell—it holds true.

Tr. Ziyuzile

13/04/2026

(To be revised)