In the long grass in a great calm a tiny man

在深草中，在广大的平静里，一个渺小的人

listens to the flow of time and eyes the clouds.

倾听时间的流动，注视着云朵。

Summer is great, the sky is bright, all is still there,

夏天盛大，天空明亮，一切仍在那里，

but already in another calm ——

但已处于另一种平静——

Utterly other. And he notices: in the grass lies a man

完全不同。他察觉：一个人躺在草地

like a dark dot or a comma in a picture of time.

像一幅时间之画上的黑点，或逗号。