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Sever learning—no worries. |
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"Yes" and "Indeed"— |
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how far apart are they? |
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Good and evil— |
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how far apart are they? |
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What people fear— |
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it cannot not be feared. |
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Desolate, and without end! |
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The crowds are bustling and glad, |
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as if enjoying a grand sacrifice, |
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as if ascending the terrace in spring. |
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I alone fear—no sign appears; |
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like an infant who has not yet smiled; |
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drifting, as if with nowhere to return. |
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The crowds all have plenty— |
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I alone seem to have lost it. |
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My heart is that of a fool! |
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Hazy— |
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common people are bright, |
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I alone seem dim. |
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Common people are sharp, |
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I alone am dull. |
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Tranquil as the sea, |
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stormy as if without end— |
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the crowds all have their means, |
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while I alone am stubborn, as if crude. |
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I alone am different from others, |
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and prize nursing from the Mother. |