She explained
With all the body languages that come
with her infant ''DRAM MA, GRAND MA''
Petite enfant!
She Said:
I do not like blow up jobs!
I need love!
I said:
'If you love your job
Blow up every thing.
spare your love
for your best
dream.
blow up everything you want after
awakening from your best dream
blow up your dreams
one after the other.
It is but a blow up beautiful dream
blow
up
all the dreams you have, have not, and you will have;
all!
and
Just dream!
Dream first
Dream,
Dream, and dream.
Of the beautiful job:
you desire.''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem