AT THE NEWS THAT THE UNIVERSE’S ENTROPY IS INCREASING THIRTY TIMES FASTER THAN HAD BEEN THOUGHT
The sadness I am
Overwhelms the world I am in.
I don’t have words for this.
Why is life so difficult?
The trees and the sky seem to go on and on.
Who knows what terrible messages
The distant distant dyings mean?
We are alone in this universe
And God Alone
May be with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem