(translated by William Markiewicz)
From the train window, two travellers see a sleeping shepherd with a stone for a pillow.
One traveller says:
Either his head has special power
Or the stone is soft as a meadow
The other answers:
Childhood has the beauty of a flower
attached to his tender age’s power
and as a meadow's softness chases sorrow
the same happens when you lack fear for tomorrow
"You know, you are a wizard," says the first traveller.
"So are you," answered the second -- and they bowed to each other.