To walk when the soul is willing
To sit when the heart is calm
To drink when one is thirsty
To eat when one is hungry
To sing when one is drunk
When times are difficult
To go to sleep on a grass mat
Just like that
The days and the months are long
The sky and land are wide
Happiness is in being lazy
I have spilt the old wine
I have poured a new wine
To tie the spirit's horses
To lock the monkey in the heart
If we shook the world's dust off,
From it's bad wind
Who would unsettle us from an afternoon nap
by the shadow of the trees?
To desert a place of abundance and fame
To strive for the joy of calmness
Happiness is in being lazy
the Joy of Laziness
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