the blue flower-第4章
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shadowy and dream…like; the boundary of the little world that
I knew。 And there; in a cleft between the highest peaks I saw
a wondrous thing: for the place at which I was looking seemed
to come nearer and nearer to me; I saw the trees; the rocks;
the ferns; the white road winding before me; the enfolding
hills unclosed like leaves; and in the heart of them I saw a
Blue Flower; so bright; so beautiful that my eyes filled with
tears as I looked。 It was like a face that smiled at me and
promised something。 Then I heard a call; like the note of a
trumpet very far away; calling me to come。 And as I listened
the flower faded into the dimness of the hills。〃
〃Did you follow it;〃 asked Ruamie; 〃and did you go away from
your home? How could you do that?〃
〃Yes; Ruamie; when the time came; as soon as I was free;
I set out on my journey; and my home is at the end of the
journey; wherever that may be。〃
〃And the flower;〃 she asked; 〃you have seen it again?〃
〃Once again; when I was a youth; I saw it。 After a long
voyage upon stormy seas; we came into a quiet haven; and there
the friend who was dearest to me; said good…by; for he was
going back to his own country and his father's house; but I
was still journeying onward。 So as I stood at the bow of the
ship; sailing out into the wide blue water; far away among the
sparkling waves I saw a little island; with shores of silver
sand and slopes of fairest green; and in the middle of the
island the Blue Flower was growing; wondrous tall and
dazzling; brighter than the sapphire of the sea。 Then the
call of the distant trumpet came floating across the water;
and while it was sounding a shimmer of fog swept over the
island and I could see it no more。〃
〃Was it a real island;〃 asked Ruamie。 〃Did you ever find
it?〃
〃Never; for the ship sailed another way。 But once again
I saw the flower; three days before I came to Saloma。 It was
on the edge of the desert; close under the shadow of the great
mountains。 A vast loneliness was round about me; it seemed as
if I was the only soul living upon earth; and I longed for the
dwellings of men。 Then as I woke in the morning I looked up
at the dark ridge of the mountains; and there against the
brightening blue of the sky I saw the Blue Flower standing up
clear and brave。 It shone so deep and pure that the sky grew
pale around it。 Then the echo of the far…off trumpet drifted
down the hillsides; and the sun rose; and the flower was
melted away in light。 So I rose and travelled on till I came
to Saloma。〃
〃And now;〃 said the child; 〃you are at home with us。 Will
you not stay for a long; long while? You may find the Blue
Flower here。 There are many kinds in the fields。 I find new
ones every day。〃
〃I will stay while I can; Ruamie;〃 I answered;
taking her hand in mine as we walked back to the house at
nightfall; 〃but how long that may be I cannot tell。 For with
you I am at home; yet the place where I must abide is the
place where the flower grows; and when the call comes I must
follow it。〃
〃Yes;〃 said she; looking at me half in doubt; 〃I think I
understand。 But wherever you go I hope you will find the
flower at last。〃
In truth there were many things in the city that troubled
me and made me restless; in spite of the sweet comfort of
Ruamie's friendship and the tranquillity of the life in
Saloma。 I came to see the meaning of what the old man had
said about the shadow that rested upon his thoughts。 For
there were some in the city who said that the hours of
visitation were wasted; and that it would be better to employ
the time in gathering water from the pools that formed among
the mountains in the rainy season; or in sinking wells along
the edge of the desert。 Others had newly come to the city and
were teaching that there was no Source; and that the story of
the poor man who reopened it was a fable; and that the hours of
visitation were only hours of dreaming。 There were many who
believed them; and many more who said that it did not matter
whether their words were true or false; and that it was of small
moment whether men went to visit the fountain or not; provided
only that they worked in the gardens and kept the marble pools
and basins in repair and opened new canals through the fields;
since there always had been and always would be plenty of water。
As I listened to these sayings it seemed to me doubtful
what the end of the city would be。 And while this doubt was
yet heavy upon me; I heard at midnight the faint calling of
the trumpet; sounding along the crest of the mountains: and as
I went out to look where it came from; I saw; through the
glimmering veil of the milky way; the shape of a blossom of
celestial blue; whose petals seemed to fall and fade as I
looked。 So I bade farewell to the old man in whose house I
had learned to love the hour of visitation and the Source and
the name of him who opened it; and I kissed the hands and the
brow of the little Ruamie who had entered my heart; and went
forth sadly from the land of Koorma into other lands; to look for
the Blue Flower。
II
In the Book of the Voyage without a Harbour is written the
record of the ten years which passed before I came back again
to the city of Saloma。
It was not easy to find; for I came down through the
mountains; and as I looked from a distant shoulder of the
hills for the little bay full of greenery; it was not to be
seen。 There was only a white town shining far off against the
brown cliffs; like a flake of mica in a cleft of the rocks。
Then I slept that night; full of care; on the hillside; and
rising before dawn; came down in the early morning toward the
city。
The fields were lying parched and yellow under the
sunrise; and great cracks gaped in the earth as if it were
thirsty。 The trenches and channels were still there; but
there was little water in them; and through the ragged fringes of
the rusty vineyards I heard; instead of the cheerful songs of the
vintagers; the creaking of dry windlasses and the hoarse throb of
the pumps in sunken wells。 The girdle of gardens had shrunk like
a wreath of withered flowers; and all the bright embroidery; of
earth was faded to a sullen gray。
At the foot of an ancient; leafless olive…tree I saw a
group of people kneeling around a newly opened well。 I asked
a man who was digging beside the dusty path what this might
mean。 He straightened himself for a moment; wiping the sweat
from his brow; and answered; sullenly; 〃They are worshipping
the windlass: how else should they bring water into their
fields?〃 Then he fell furiously to digging again; and I
passed on into the city。
There was no sound of murmuring streams in the streets;
and down the main bed of the river I saw only a few shallow
puddles; joined together by a slowly trickling thread。 Even
these were fenced and guarded so that no one might come near
to them; and there were men going among to the houses with
water…skins on their shoulders; crying 〃Water! Water to sell!〃
The marble pools in the open square were empty; and at one
of them there was a crowd looking at a man who was being
beaten with rods。 A bystander told me that the officers of
the city had ordered him to be punished because he had said
that the pools and the basins and the channels were not all of
pure marble; without a flaw。 〃For this;〃 said he; 〃is the
evil doctrine that has come in to take away the glory of our
city; and because of this the water has failed。〃
〃It is a sad change;〃 I answered; 〃and doubtless they who
have caused it should suffer more than others。 But can you
tell me at what hour and in what manner the people now observe
the visitation of the Source?〃
He looked curiously at me and replied: 〃I do not
understand you。 There is no visitation save the inspection of
the cisterns and the wells which the syndics of the city ;
whom we call the Princes of Water; carry on daily at every
hour。 What source is this of which you speak?〃
So I went on through the street; where all the passers…by
seemed in haste and wore weary countenances; until I came to
the house where I had lodged。 There was a little basin here
against the w