What direction now?
For what reason do I write?
For loves eternal affection?
Or perhaps some primordial will to fight
Time is for contemplation
Archaic our desire to ease the mind
With an intent to reach the intangible
The influential divine
Pain will forever be experienced
But when understood it is clear
Their can be no good without evil
Their can be no control without steer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem