Addition
I do not question whether I am happy or unhappy.
Yet there is one thing that I keep gladly in mind
That in the great addition (their addition that I abhor)
That has so many numbers, I am not one
Of the many units there. In the final sum
I have not been calculated. And this joy suffices me.
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