一沙一世界，一花一天堂。掌心握无限，刹那是永恒

这是我一个网友给我留的言我想问问是什么意思

这是改自某外国诗人的，意思叫你从生活中看到美好，爱生活。原句好象是：一粒沙里一个世界，一朵花里一座天堂，把无限放于掌心，永恒在一刹那收藏。
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这是佛家用语

这是英国诗人William Blake的长诗Auguries of Innocence的前四句。原文如下： To see a world in a grain of sand, ??And a heaven in a wild flower, ??Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, ??And eternity in an hour. 翻译过来颇有禅的味道。一粒沙里有一个世界，一朵花里有一个天堂。

“一沙一世界，一花一天堂”是生命永恒存在亘古不老的原始哲学。 对于我们整个人类来说，生命应该是没有止境的，物质也是永恒发展的。但是，在天体的转动和岁月的轮回中，我们却分明地看到每一个个人所拥有的单个生命在时空轮回中的单薄无力，我们这些单个的个体在宇宙中渺小得恐怕不及沧海一粟。然而，活着的人们是不甘落没的，即便是痛苦，他们也希翼着。于是，一个人的希翼传给另一个人就是两个人的希翼，两个人的希翼延续下去，就是一个民族的希翼，一个民族的希翼传给另一个民族就是两个民族的希翼，两个民族的希翼再延续下去，那就是整个人类、整个宇宙的希翼。做为个体的、自我的个人来说，希翼是卑微的，但是若干个、千万个卑微的希翼凝结在一起，就是一个物种巨大的生命力。人类的个体在一代代的更新着，人类的历史在一天天的漫延着。多少朝代在我们的身边升起又降落？多少文明早我们的眼前生长又衰退？然而，生命这一物种却穿越过时间和空间的阻隔，顽强的延续着。 “把无限放在掌心，让永恒收藏刹那”是生命永恒存在亘古不老的原始见证。无限的人类历史可以由有限的人类个体来串织；无极的时空宇宙可以用有限的沉浮人生来度量，永恒的笔端能够记录人类文明的变迁。 历史的书卷可以承载岁月沧桑的巨变。当历史的车轮碾过人类的发展足迹，会有无数的文明在道路两旁绽开；当宇宙的尘埃在这些文明上落定，又一个美丽的春天即将烽成。如果这样，那有限与无限的概念是否可以交换，或许就根本无所谓有限无限的概念了。那么，有限的将是岁月时空不已的轮回，无限的却是人类灵魂深处那有力的羁绊。当有限与无限已无所谓界线，那人类便无所谓永恒与收藏了，更无所谓个体的生与死，这才是真正的“一花一世界，一叶一菩提”的境界。 “一颗沙里看出一个世界，一朵野花一个天堂”是人类个人生命充分的自信与自由，凝结起来就是一个广袤且博大的物种之起源的理由了。从一个卑微的个体生命中我们有可以清楚的看到这整个物种的生命力，这却正是“把无限放在你的手掌上，永恒把一刹那收藏”。 这样的一首诗，看到这里，应该觉得它就是对人类生命中自信与自由的讴歌，可它的题目却偏偏叫做“天真的预示”，作者何谓之以“天真”二字呢？这样以来，意义岂不是大相径庭了？是作者对生命含蓄的嘲讽，还是对仕途无奈的自慰？我恐怕是无从猜测了，因为我对布莱克的了解仅仅是停留在字面水平的阶段。我只知道布莱克非常讨厌大哲学家培根，有些恨之入骨的意味，并认为大诗人华滋华斯“不是诗人，而是一个同所有真正的诗歌和灵感为敌的邪教哲学家。”他们两边，一边是浪漫主义者，一边是现实主义者，思想上的分歧可见一斑。并且从布来克的另外一首诗《沙子》中也能得到一些眉目：“嘲笑吧，嘲笑吧，伏尔泰卢梭，嘲笑吧，嘲笑吧，但一切徒劳，你们把沙子对风扔去，风又把沙子吹回”。但是，如果要真正的更深刻的了解布莱克原本的思想，还需要更深的历史与文学的双重积淀。

这是英国诗人布莱克写过一首诗：《天真的预言》 中的 Auguries of Innocenceby William Blake To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. A Robin Red breast in a Cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage. A dove house fill'd with doves & Pigeons Shudders Hell thro' all its regions. A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate Predicts the ruin of the State. A Horse misus'd upon the Road Calls to Heaven for Human blood. Each outcry of the hunted Hare A fibre from the Brain does tear. A Skylark wounded in the wing, A Cherubim does cease to sing. The Game Cock clipp'd and arm'd for fight Does the Rising Sun affright. Every Wolf's & Lion's howl Raises from Hell a Human Soul. The wild deer, wand'ring here & there, Keeps the Human Soul from Care. The Lamb misus'd breeds public strife And yet forgives the Butcher's Knife. The Bat that flits at close of Eve Has left the Brain that won't believe. The Owl that calls upon the Night Speaks the Unbeliever's fright. He who shall hurt the little Wren Shall never be belov'd by Men. He who the Ox to wrath has mov'd Shall never be by Woman lov'd. The wanton Boy that kills the Fly Shall feel the Spider's enmity. He who torments the Chafer's sprite Weaves a Bower in endless Night. The Caterpillar on the Leaf Repeats to thee thy Mother's grief. Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh. He who shall train the Horse to War Shall never pass the Polar Bar. The Beggar's Dog & Widow's Cat, Feed them & thou wilt grow fat. The Gnat that sings his Summer's song Poison gets from Slander's tongue. The poison of the Snake & Newt Is the sweat of Envy's Foot. The poison of the Honey Bee Is the Artist's Jealousy. The Prince's Robes & Beggars' Rags Are Toadstools on the Miser's Bags. A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the Lies you can invent. It is right it should be so; Man was made for Joy & Woe; And when this we rightly know Thro' the World we safely go. Joy & Woe are woven fine, A Clothing for the Soul divine; Under every grief & pine Runs a joy with silken twine. The Babe is more than swaddling Bands; Throughout all these Human Lands Tools were made, & born were hands, Every Farmer Understands. Every Tear from Every Eye Becomes a Babe in Eternity. This is caught by Females bright And return'd to its own delight. The Bleat, the Bark, Bellow & Roar Are Waves that Beat on Heaven's Shore. The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath Writes Revenge in realms of death. The Beggar's Rags, fluttering in Air, Does to Rags the Heavens tear. The Soldier arm'd with Sword & Gun, Palsied strikes the Summer's Sun. The poor Man's Farthing is worth more Than all the Gold on Afric's Shore. One Mite wrung from the Labrer's hands Shall buy & sell the Miser's lands: Or, if protected from on high, Does that whole Nation sell & buy. He who mocks the Infant's Faith Shall be mock'd in Age & Death. He who shall teach the Child to Doubt The rotting Grave shall ne'er get out. He who respects the Infant's faith Triumph's over Hell & Death. The Child's Toys & the Old Man's Reasons Are the Fruits of the Two seasons. The Questioner, who sits so sly, Shall never know how to Reply. He who replies to words of Doubt Doth put the Light of Knowledge out. The Strongest Poison ever known Came from Caesar's Laurel Crown. Nought can deform the Human Race Like the Armour's iron brace. When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow. A Riddle or the Cricket's Cry Is to Doubt a fit Reply. The Emmet's Inch & Eagle's Mile Make Lame Philosophy to smile. He who Doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you Please. If the Sun & Moon should doubt They'd immediately Go out. To be in a Passion you Good may do, But no Good if a Passion is in you. The Whore & Gambler, by the State Licenc'd, build that Nation's Fate. The Harlot's cry from Street to Street Shall weave Old England's winding Sheet. The Winner's Shout, the Loser's Curse, Dance before dead England's Hearse. Every Night & every Morn Some to Misery are Born. Every Morn & every Night Some are Born to sweet Delight. Some are Born to sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night. We are led to Believe a Lie When we see not Thro' the Eye Which was Born in a Night to Perish in a Night When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light. God Appears & God is Light To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night, But does a Human Form Display To those who Dwell in Realms of day. 这首诗前四句有多种译法 一颗沙里看出一个世界， 一朵野花里一座天堂， 把无限放在你的手掌上， 永恒在一刹那里收藏。 ——梁宗岱 译 在一颗沙粒中见一个世界， 在一朵鲜花中见一片天空， 在你的掌心里把握无限， 在一个钟点里把握无穷。 ——张炽恒 译 从一粒沙看世界， 从一朵花看天堂， 把永恒纳进一个时辰， 把无限握在自己手心。 ——王佐良 译 一花一世界，一沙一天国， 君掌盛无边，刹那含永劫。 ——宗白华 译 一沙一世界，一花一天堂。 无限掌中置，刹那成永恒。 ——徐志摩 译 现在大多用下面的译法 一沙一世界， 一花一天堂。 双手握无限， 刹那是永恒。 一沙一世界， 一花一天堂， 一树一菩提， 一叶一如来。 天真的预言， 参悟千年的偈语。 很喜欢这句话哦，很有意境