Other people are happily gathered, as if readying to partake in an exquisite banquet, to view a spring parade. I stand alone, quietly, inconspicuously. Innocently, as if an infant not knowing how to smile; Aimlessly, as if a wanderer not knowing where to go. Other people have much to spare; I, alone, am bare. Perhaps my foolish heart. Common people glow; I, alone, am in the dark. Common people are alert; I, alone, am stark. Other people are skillful; I, alone am clumsy and bashful. I am different from others; I treasure being embraced by Direction. ~Lao Tzu