樂哉為礫石,幽獨步街中。
不慮謀生業,常閒急務工。
天成衣本褐,自在日般紅。
離合從元道,乾坤素樸通。
How happy is the little stone
Emily Dickinson
How happy is the little stone
That rambles in the road alone,
And doesn't care about careers,
And exigencies never fears,
Whose of elemental brown
A passing universe put on;
And independent as the sun,
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute decree
In casual simplicity.